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Six Sentence Sunday – Judge & Executioner

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I haven’t done a Six Sentence Sunday post in quite a while it seems! I looked over my previous entries and realized I hadn’t done one yet this year. So I thought I ought to remedy that. This bit is from Night Feeders, a western horror novelette now available on most eBook platforms.

Setup: Motley wandered into the wrong town, and Sheriff Ritters wants to make an example out of him. Of course, Ritters is always looking for an excuse to do that.

Ritters sought to handle legal matters his own way: criminals were tried in the open street, and the speed of his pistols served as both judge and executioner.

Above them, the giant town clock ticked the seconds by with little remorse. Once, it had been the symbol of the adventurous frontier spirit in this small, dusty town, and now the fact that it even worked at all against the dirt and wind which tore through town year by year was a tiny miracle. It hammered the seconds out like a horse being driven by a cruel master, until finally at the strike of noon it released its out-of-tune chimes.

No sooner had the first chime rung than Ritters let loose a series of gunshots. The first bullet lodged in Motley’s shooting arm—he’d barely gotten his gun out of the holster before he was struck.

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Six Sentence Sunday – “We are like the striking serpent”

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Happy first week of NaNoWriMo all my fellow authors out there! And although the continuation of my sequel is coming along quite nicely, I still have quite a ways to go. And on top of that I missed writing anything on Saturday, but I did have fun going shopping instead. I seriously hadn’t been shopping for fun in quite some time. Since before October I believe. But today I spoiled myself and picked up a new winter jacket for the cold weather and a fluffy white tree skirt for the Christmas tree we bought last year. I love the holidays!

Setup: Brakkis explains why humans aren’t instantly transformed by drinking werewolf blood. Poor Terry – I have a feeling I’ll be saying this quite a bit through this book!

“But doesn’t the blood… I mean, doesn’t drinking it turn them into…” Terry began, trying to figure out the correct wording for what he wanted to say.

Brakkis laughed again, this time shaking his head in amusement. “My goodness, your mind truly is muddled isn’t it, little pup? We are like the striking serpent – our venom is in our bite.” He smiled toothily, and jogged to catch up with the head of the pack once again. Terry couldn’t help but notice the severed head that jostled around at his waist as he ran.

Because nothing says “don’t mess with me” like a severed head on your belt. *snicker*

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Six Sentence Sunday – Old Freight Elevator

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Some more from my Secrets of Leekston novel, my latest major WIP. Definitely will be ramping up the work on this as NaNoWriMo creeps ever closer. It’s a complicated novel with many paths and twists, but I’m really looking forward to it! Oh and if you’re participating in NaNo this year, add me! My username is: lenaf007.

Setup: Work at the Memorial Hills Research Facility is just as shady as it sounds.

It was nearly dawn when he came into work, having spent the last week at an extended stay hotel. His hours were too long, too sporadic for him to be able to stay home for long. Not without rising suspicion in his family and friends at least. It was a small price to pay for the reward he gained working at Memorial Hills. The place was a wreck on the outside, but once you took the old freight elevator down a hundred feet or so, the walls were no longer cold stone, but sleek metal instead. There was a slight jolt as the runners moved over from the rough tracks to the clean ones, both of which were inspected daily of course – nothing could be left to chance in a place that attempted so hard to look unkempt and unruly, to look like a place that not even the homeless would care to tread.

I love creating the mood of this place, though I’d never want to actually step foot inside myself. I know what happens there…

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Six Sentence Sunday – An Abomination

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This is a short bit from my unedited draft that is currently in progress, so do try to ignore any grammar issues. This is one of many intense scenes from the beginning, and I’ve gotten 25k into the book so far and I’m still not at the true action planned. Though the first book was a dark YA novel, somehow I don’t think this will be able to be classified as such. It’s strange not quite knowing what your audience will be when you write.

Setup: Terrance is being held against his will by the doctor. He just witnessed footage from a horrific scene of surgery, and tried to get free from his gurney.

Terrance gulped for breath as he stood awkward and exposed against the bed. “Why are you doing this to me?”

Gilliman sighed and walked over to put his elbows on the bed where Terrance’s legs had been shackled. He did this as leisurely as a man might lean over the deck of his porch watching the clouds move across the sky. “Because you are… an abomination. You are an insult to all the natural world and even though my employers believe you’re somehow useful, I think we can be just as good – if not far better.”

Aren’t mad scientists creepy and fun? Gilliman sends shivers down my spine even quoting him. Maybe that’s because I know how deranged the man is.

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Six Sentence Sunday – A Stupid Book

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Happy October everybody! One of my favorite months of the year.

Edits are finally done! At least on this draft. Still waiting for one of my readers to get back to me before I do one final edit. Then I get to start looking for an agent. I hope sweating bullets is normal for a first book!

I’ve got a good amount written for the sequel as well, which will likely be much gorier than this novel. Not to mention the addition of a few more adult themes. I plan to get a good chunk of it written during NaNo this November too. Still trying to come up with a name for this series!

But enough with my sanity checks, here’s the snippet:

Setup: Fred is about to let Suzie know one of his biggest secrets. He’s understandably nervous, and Suzie isn’t so sure she wants to know.

“What in the world could a stupid book have in it that’s so important?”

“You just can’t understand, Suzie. You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you.”

Suzie stared at him for a moment, wondering if perhaps he had a point. She honestly couldn’t imagine any book that was worth getting a regular beating. Still Fred was her only friend, and for all she knew, she was his.

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