A while ago I was talking with one of my CPs, and she made the comment that she didn't believe I'd ever been a bad writer.*
I assured her that this was definitely not true.
But a picture's worth a thousand words, right??
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The Guild of Blood and Water not as good as blood & swash
Jonah would never forget the affect the night of March 8, 1998 would have on him, or the people it would lead him to love, hate, and kill. This sounds like a query for Nathan Bransford!
Even now, he could see the looks of terror on the faces of the Ensly family. Father, Mother, older sister, younger sister, younger brother, baby paternal aunt twice removed, third cousin to maternal grandmother's step-sister, rabbi of next-door neighbor's uncle's niece's boss's cousin...even the parrot had to be killed. Oh god no! Why the parrot??? Jonah did not pretend, even now, that he had known why they had to kill so many innocent people in one family. He'd better not pretend.
It was all about making Mason Ensly come out. And she had come out with a vengeance, cunning, and ill will.Oh, really? This was all about making her come out? Poor parrot...
guessing circa '98? Twelve years old.
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Raine laughed and picked up the menu. She had let Tony and Blanche convince her to go to Pulse Beat, the new restaurant, with Chase. She even let them dress her!
She had on huge, baggy, white jeans with large rips all over. Under, she was wearing royal blue tights that matched her T-shirt. To top it off, she had on bright blue Nikes with green laces that glowed in the dark.
Her hair was done in a cresent shaped twist that was held in place by a green band that matched her shoelaces.
Chase was dressed more mildly with black jeans, green shirt and black hightops. He had his black hair slicked back.
Raine thought he looked very cute, but she would never tell him she thought so.
I'm not even sure I can comment on this one.
In my defense, the circa is 1995, and I was nine years old. Yes, ladies and gents, this is an excerpt from my first novel.
OMG! Let me put my hair in a neon green scrunchi before I read more!
I think that's enough interwebz humiliation for one day.
But methinks there will be more of this feature in the future.
*please don't think that I think I'm an awesome writer. But I know I've made improvements since...y'know, these times.