[Krista] Sneak Peek

[Krista]

Want to know what I've been working on? Want to know where I'm going next, maybe for just a little while... well here it is: It is Untitled, but its working title is: Force of Nature

 

My Grandmother told me that death was a force of nature. Like your shadow following close behind you. I didn’t understand her then. I didn’t understand it when she died either. But now that I’m lying here in the violence of my losing battle with life I now understood what she meant. That death was a force of nature and that it follows close behind you as innocently as your own shadow; easily forgotten. She probably meant for it to be romantic, that people are born and try to live a full life, and then die.  My death is anything but romantic. It’s not raining, but a cold and quiet night for New York, although I’ve not been here long enough to know. There isn’t anyone running to get help or cradling my head in their lap. There isn’t anyone crying or screaming. I was lying on a dirty sidewalk just outside the illumination of a street light. All for the money in my wallet, money I wouldn’t have died for, but will. I hadn’t even noticed their approach. All I heard was the sound of a whisper before I was grabbed from behind. A hand covering my mouth kept me from screaming. Then my legs were kicked out from under me. They didn’t stop beating me until I went limp and stopped struggling.

 

I wished my death would come, the pain was starting and I wanted death to finally take me. I didn’t want to feel the pain the shock of the moment was barely allowing me to feel. Maybe I had to feel it before I died, but I hoped the blood loss or something would take me first.

 

Then a scream did find it’s way through my shock. A shrill and healthy scream that couldn’t have come from me. I opened my eyes and tried to focus, but all I saw was the dirty cement sidewalk covered by the blackness of my blood.

 

I heard the quick, but steady pounding of footsteps coming from behind me. Two sets, one more staccato and piercing than the other. Someone in heels, the sound of her steps seemed to echo through my head. I tried to swallow and I tried to speak, but I couldn’t.

 

“Don’t touch him,” a man’s voice ordered. It was a deep, but youthful voice. I tried to look behind me, but the movement of my eyes hurt.

“There’s so much blood,” the woman said and she finally came into view, her open toed heels and legs anyway. She was careful to step around the puddle of blood and the last thought I had before I blacked out was that I might actually get the romantic death after all.

 

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Sort of a teaser, I know. It is a modern romance, like I typically write. It was supposed to have been for the Anthology, but it became too large. I made a boo boo and told someone that I had 40K written to it, but nah, only 20K, so that's around 4 chapters (based on word count) of my usual chapters size. It is currently not broken down by chapters though so I'll need to read and find the natural breaks to see if it makes sense to end.. or some possible nice and evil cliffhangers. Or possibly just post Part 1 as is.. but I'd much rather break it down, gives me more time and incentive to continue it with a better game plan.

 

This will be the first work that I will be working with, where I'm not going to post much of anything, or any of it at all, until I am finished writing the entire work. Apart from this teaser of course.

 

But I'm in love with this story as of right now, but I put it on hold after I realized it was much larger than the Anthology. Now I'm back on it and we'll see just how much larger it becomes.

 

So! Sorry for y'all that wanted AYC2 to begin, I do have parts of it planned out, but I've yet to start writing for it. This story was bumped up because I already had content written, so the wait for something new from me would have been shorter, because of the sort of head start that I have for this one.

 

I'm excited at least. When at one point I thought that SIS would be it, that I'd give up the hobby afterwards. But sitting down and finishing SIS, I found the fun in writing again, I just hope it lasts a wee bit longer.