DEAR INTERNETI am alive and well and in Germany.
Yes, I started the Children of the Night sequel. I have a notebook and a word document full of random scenes that just need to be stitched together. I have so many ideas, most of them depressing and/or violent.
I have found my muse, and it is Guinness. Or something. I wrote this chapter with the help of three bottles and with absolutely no help from that bastard spell-check. We haven't been speaking. I had to write this whole thing in Word Pad because Microsoft Word and I aren't speaking either. UNRELATED.
I think everyone should live in Europe. That is all.
So, long story short, if work and Europe allow, I'll keep plugging away at this. I'm sort of busy defending Amurica and stuff. Also seeing castles. Also drinking. And seeing Avengers. Also seeing castles. But Amurica, yes.
SO. Long story short, fire bad, tree pretty, the sequel is happening, and Europe is great.
NEXT UP: Official plot synopsis, and Chapter 2!
CotN Ch. 1: En Medias ResVoices echoed dimly in the black void, tugging at the edges of her awareness, urging her to wake, to move. She resisted their pull, blinking at the hazy light.CotN Ch. 1: En Medias Res4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When she finally awoke completely, she knew nothing at all. Her mind was blank.
Everything in her head was fuzzy and strange. Thoughts, images, and sounds all flashed though her brain at light speed, but she couldn't grasp any of them and make them hold still long enough to look at. She tried to think of something, anything, even her name, but there was nothing there.
She looked around, her vision slowly starting to clear, and tried to bring some semblance of sense back into the world.
The alleyway she found herself in was dark and litter-strewn, and smelled like the overflowing dumpster beside her. Graffiti was sprayed onto the walls, refuse littered the ground, and water from a recent rainfall had gathered in dirty puddles in sunken places on the concrete.
She looked up, and saw towering skyscrapers and an iron gray sky choked
CotN Ch. 2: SafehouseShe spun around to face him, bracing herself with one hand on the dashboard to avoid flying through the windshield. The truck had no seatbelt on the passenger side. "How the hell do you know my name?" If that even was her name. Still Gwen was as good a name as any, and she needed one. It might as well be hers, for the time being, at least.CotN Ch. 2: Safehouse4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Bram held up his hands in a gesture that was obviously meant to be reassuring, but all it really accomplished was to make his already horrible driving that much worse. With a grimace, he clutched the wheel and spun it as far to the right as it would go, sending them screeching around the corner.
"Could you not do that again?" Gwen panted when her breath had finally come back and her heart was no longer beating a mile a minute. "Just keep your hands on the wheel and tell me what's going on!"
"Sorry, sorry " Bram muttered. "Anyway, like I was saying, I know about you 'cause they want you. The vampires."
Gwen's mind went just a litt
CotN Ch. 3: Phone CallBram Walker, or Abraham to people who didn't know him well enough to not risk pissing him off by using his full name, paced back and forth in the torn-up bathroom, holding his mobile phone above his head and praying to the Signal Gods that the little bars in the corner would start going up soon so that he could make arrangements.CotN Ch. 3: Phone Call4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Martin wasn't going to appreciate this one bit. He and Bram went back quite a ways, and yet Bram never knew when or if Martin would be willing to talk to him. He also suspected that this was his fault, even though he hadn't meant any of it. He wasn't a bad person, he just forgot things sometimes. Things like laws of ownership.
There were things in this world called accidents, things that Martin Gale and a few other notable people didn't seem to be able to grasp the concept of. A guy could accidentally crash his buddy's car, and if his buddy were a reasonable person, he'd let it slide, especially if the car was a worthless piece of crap. Well, that's how things
The J.S.TsThe watch hadn't worked in years.The J.S.Ts3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The casing was scratched and dented, pockmarked like a small brass moon hung on a broken chain. He held the watch up in front of his eyes, watching it sway slightly back and forth. After a moment he spoke, his voice was quiet and even. His eyes never wavered from the watch.
"This was my great-grandfather's," he said. "My great-great grandmother gave it to him for his 18th birthday, and he enlisted three days later. He survived the war and returned home to become a successful farmer. He owned over seventy acres of land when he died, right after my grandfather came of age. Car accident."
He set the watch swaying again, as though trying to hypnotize himself, bring the memories to the forefront. The jukebox started playing a nameless jazz piece, accompanied by the clink of glasses at the bar.
The other man sat in silence still, his dark eyes unblinking. He was still as a statue, impassive and cold. He was young, not yet out of his teens, but with eyes that
CotN Ch. 9: Guardian AngelGwen woke up to the sound of someone in the kitchen rattling dishes. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, frowning at the disturbance. Martin was nowhere to be seen, and Bram was in the kitchen hunting for something reasonably clean to put his toast on.CotN Ch. 9: Guardian Angel3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Morning," Gwen muttered with a yawn, pushing her tangled hair out of her face.
Bram scowled back at her, squinting at the pile of dishes through bloodshot eyes. "Shh," He groaned, pressing a hand to the side of his head. "Hangover. Please, no noise." He promptly broke his own rule, and added, "Thanks for leaving me passed out in the middle of the fucking hallway too, by the way."
Gwen flinched. "Sorry I got a little distracted " she said lamely, looking around the apartment. The remnants of the door were mostly upright in the doorway, propped up by a chair. "And then I fell asleep."
Bram gave up looking for a plate and sat down in the sagging chair across from her, toast in hand. "Yeah, I can see how you would've been. Martin fil
CotN Ch. 4: Martin GaleOut on the street, Gwen stopped in front of the battered tan pickup truck that had been their ride to the Safehouse, but Bram shook his head and kept walking.CotN Ch. 4: Martin Gale4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"How come we aren't driving?" Gwen asked, looking at the truck with longing. He couldn't be serious about walking, but maybe he had other transportation somewhere. "You said your friend's place was all the way on the East Side that's a long way to walk!"
"Yeah, well. It isn't my truck." He tossed the keys up onto the vehicle's dented hood, giving the smashed front bumper a kick for good measure. It fell off into the street with a clatter, and he backed away quickly, continuing down the sidewalk as though nothing had happened.
" Aren't you gonna return it to whoever you borrowed it from?" Gwen asked slowly. Yes, she was sure of it now. She'd been rescued from two crazy people by yet another crazy person, who was now telling her even more crazy things.
Bram thought about this for a moment. "I didn't borrow it," he said fi
EggsMatt woke at 7:30 am to the sound of pots and pans clattering in his kitchen. He pulled the pillow over his head and groaned, wondering why his roommate was up at Ridiculous O'clock in the morning.Eggs3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Then he remembered that he didn't have a roommate, and that work him up immediately.
His hand closed around the battered wooden baseball bat he kept next to the bed, a holdover from his post-college days when he lived in the seediest possible apartment. Some things never changed.
Bat in hand, he crept towards the bedroom door and eased it open, praying that it wouldn't creak. Why had he never WD40'd the hinges? Why did he put these things off?
Placing his feet precisely to avoid making the ancient floorboards creak, he made his way to the kitchen. I, he thought, am a goddamn ninja.
He poked his head around the doorway, ready to hit a homerun with some burglar's head. Then he stopped.
There was a girl in his kitchen. That alone was enough to cause the mother of all do
CotN EXTRA: TimelineNote: If you haven't finished reading Children of the Night, please be advised that this timeline contains massive spoilers.CotN EXTRA: Timeline3 years ago in Settings More Like This
1579: Rhia St.Claire is born in London.
1609: Rhia St. Claire is turned into a vampire.
1635: Rhia takes over the largest of the New England vampire covens.
1640: The town of New Prospect is founded a few miles north of Boston.
1684: Erika Allimark (Elisabeth Cooper) is born in the Massachusetts Bay colony.
1696: David Giroux is born in Strasbourg, France.
1708: Erika Allimark is Turned by Rhia St. Claire.
1745: The first known case of human immortality is recorded.
1776: The American Colonies declare their independence from Great Britain.
1779: The first Purge begins in Europe, targeting beings with mixed blood.
David Giroux arrives in New England.
1783: The American Revolution comes to an end.
Martin Gale is born in West Virg