Her vision reduced to a slim sliver, Chelsea ignored the shelves digging into her back and tried not to breathe loudly. As she stared into the darkness in the kitchen, doubt wormed into her stomach. It was all well and good to hide in here, but what, exactly, was her plan?
“Where’s your young man?”
Chelsea gasped and jumped at Sister Mary Clarence’s voice. She spun around, heart thumping. “You scared me, sister.”
“Obviously.”
This one time, on twitter, we got into a conversation about the Trojan… and then this happened. *** The humming laptop harmonized with the buzzing neon lights. Their song as soothing to Matty as techno at this point. And he needed some soothing. Being kidnapped, again, does not help the paranoia. The hum of his computer […]
“Close your eyes.”
Chelsea stood and did as commanded, but couldn’t help the snicker as freezing wind made her hair flutter. “Can I trust you?”
From the darkness, Jackson Hawk’s breath rose gooseflesh as it snaked along her neck. “Oh, my little nun, you should know better by now.
As Chelsea raced to her class, one thought kept repeating: My hair is sticking up in the back
“Do you want me to go with you?”
She froze, stuck halfway between wanting company, and not wanting Jackson Hawk anywhere near the clergy who ran her college. She half-feared he’d burst into flame just walking into the chapel.
I don’t have any new writing updates, but I do have this short story…
Sopping red hair fell in her eyes, but Chelsea couldn’t spare a hand to move it. Alex’s eyes wouldn’t open, and he didn’t seem to be breathing. Not even the pouring rain could wake him. Yes, today is Chelsea Day! You still have three hours to sign up and find out what happened to Alex, […]
Last week, I gave the unfinished Red Witch manuscript to the betas and writing group. Slowly, word is trickling back. So far, I’m on the right track. Pacing is good, characters stay in character, and dialogue is on point. Which hopefully means I can get back to work in a few weeks and bang the […]
I have tried reading the entire manuscript out loud to the husband. I have tried not thinking about it. I have tried walking and dancing for inspiration. I have even tried switching up my writing music. But three weeks later, I kind of have to admit that my mind is not on the Red Witch, […]
