WiP Wenesday, Interrupted
24 Mar
As previously mentioned, Plaguebringer service was temporarily disrupted this week by an urge to revamp and resubmit an MS from my recent past, Wolfton Paranormal. I never gave up on this book– I’m not sure I ever will, if I haven’t given up on the vampire books from 2001 yet– but after the (really awesome) conference last year I made a bunch of changes and then needed to let it rest. A good submission opportunity comes up and gives me a kick in the pants. I work well under pressure. (Mind, the pressure here is my own, but that’s just as well for me as outside pressure. Not sure if that makes me lucky or insane.) Anyhow, we all like to have at least one novel in the query stage, right?
So today, a bit from that little world, since I’m still picking at it before sending. Weird fact (of very little interest): my story in Voices, The Mirror, starred an Alternate Universe version of Jeremy, my narrator, and his best buddy Alex from Wolfton. But The Mirror is the “If everything went as badly as it possibly could” version. Wolfton is the “If only most things go as badly as they possibly could” version.
Which is to say that it’s a bit dark at times, but not horror.
The television flashed, off then back on. Jeremy felt it again, that cold something creeping up his spine. He shivered and looked over his shoulder.
Something black danced there, thick and opaque. A long string of darkness connected the nebulous, half-formed mass of it to the darkened surface of the Champagne Girl mirror, sagging and stretching with spittle-like elasticity between them.
And this is why you should not trust mirrors, my friends.
While I’m talking about Voices, how about some more self-promotion? If you’ve wanted to pick up some Morrigan Books titles, including that one and Grants Pass, you can now get e-editions at Drive Through Horror. I have Dead Souls and Phantom Queen on the way to me in print just now because their books are always so, so pretty, but I know how addictive e-readers are. Or so my mother tells me, since that was her Christmas present this year.
I got a stepper. Something is wrong with this.
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Now playing: The Beatles – Something/Blue Jay Way [Transition]
via FoxyTunes
Mirrors creep me out. Glad to know I’m not alone!
“…sagging and stretching with spittle-like elasticity between them.”
I can so see that. Great imagery!
Mmmm…spittle-like. Like Michael said, a very vivid image.
Nat, they are wrong. So very, very wrong.
Now that you mention it, Mike, that was pretty gross. Well, glad it worked anyhow!
Hey thanks Aaron. I so rarely get the chance to use the word “spittle”. You’d think I’d have more, considering, but no.
There really is something inherently evil with mirrors. You shouldn’t be able to look in on yourself. gym mirrors are the most evil.
Using a character again and placing them in an alternate universe is so cool – and so you.
I’m actually rather fond of my mirror. Though cameras and I share a mutual hate.
Jamie, yes. Yes, they are. But at least it’s rarely dark in there when you have to look in them. When it’s dark, I’m always sure it won’t be me looking back :/
Cate, I can’t help it, they live on! Actually my bit from “Scenes from the Second Storey” is like that too. Weird.
Cameras are nearly as evil. I can’t blame you there.