Four Question Blog Tag

I was tagged by the prolific Barbara G Tarn – and when I say prolific I mean it. you should SEE the list of books she has out. Seriously. I haven’t managed to find time to read even half I bet. Yeesh! But that doesn’t mean YOU shouldn’t try. Seriously, check it out! http://creativebarbwire.wordpress.com

And now for the questions:

Question 1: What am I working on?

Clash of Legends – book seven in the Amaranthine series. I don’t have a nice synopsis written up because I’m only on chapter seven so I don’t know what is going to happen yet, but expect a few major changes for some of the characters. I think.

Question 2: How does my work differ to others of its genre?

There are vampire but it’s not YA. No one sparkles. There’s romance, but it’s not the number one focal point. There is fighting and gore and things blowing up ala an action movie, but the main character is a woman who is NOT a kick-ass heroine… So it’s a hard sell/tiny corner niche series. If I ever get time on my hands I’ll turn it into a manga.

Question 3: Why do I write/create what I do?

I write what I like. Hopefully other people like it too.

Question 4: How does your writing/creating process work?

It’s different for every book. This one doesn’t appear to want to be written in order. I have been writing a scene, then back tracking to fill in the things that go between it and the last scene and then editing the initial scene to fit with the stuff that went in between – it’s very timey-wimey for some reason.

 

I had a list of people to tag but after finding out that one of them passed away I am kind of in a bleh space, so if you’re reading this and would like to do it please take the tag and run with it. All my author friends have interesting WIPs worth sharing.

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Six Sentence Sunday

Six sentence Sunday is a fun blog event where authors share six sentences of something they’ve written. Be sure to check out the other participants.

Today’s six is again from my unedited WIP – which happens to be book four in the Amaranthine series.

A continuation from last week’s scene:

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“Let’s call it a race, and I won. Look, there’s little Kately! How are you, not injured, I hope?”

“That’s not my name!” Since he’d overheard her mother use that name, he insisted on calling her by it.

Jorick was suddenly there, he grabbed Verchiel and spun him away, slamming him into the van, and shouted, “You!”

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Six Sentence Sunday

Six sentence Sunday is a fun blog event where authors share six sentences of something they’ve written. Be sure to check out the other participants.

Today’s six is again from my unedited WIP – which happens to be book four in the Amaranthine series.

This is another bit from Chapter 1 – Jorick, Oren and Katelina are attempting to rescue Kale from the Institute of Paranormal Sciences in Michigan and the cops have just arrived…

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A canary yellow sports car tore around the corner and only missed taking off the van’s door by inches as it slid to a stop next to them.  Katelina immediately recognized the car, and the redheaded vampire who bounded out of it.  It was Verchiel; the Executioner that Jorick hated.

As if to demonstrate his own vampire skills, one minute Verchiel was next to the van and the next he was practically in it, leaning over Oren with a broad, fanged grin on his face. “Making a mess are we?”

Oren’s eyes bulged. “What in the hell are you doing here?” 

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Six Sentence Sunday

Six sentence Sunday is a fun blog event where authors share six sentences of something they’ve written. Be sure to check out the other participants.

Today’s six is again from my unedited WIP – which happens to be book four in the Amaranthine series.

Skipping to a random bit….

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Jorick’s attention was drawn to the cop car that squealed to a stop. The doors popped open and, like pastry from a toaster, two cops followed, their guns out, the doors in front of them like shields.

“Step away from the vehicle and put your hands up!” One of them leveled his weapon at Jorick and Kale.

Katelina whimpered, but Jorick only shoved her farther into the cab. “Be quiet and stay down!”

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Six Sentence Sunday

Six sentence Sunday is a fun blog event where authors share six sentences of something they’ve written. Be sure to check out the other participants.

Today’s six is again from my unedited WIP – which happens to be book four in the Amaranthine series.

Jorick and Katelina are still at the Michigan  Institute of Supernatural and Unexplained Sciences:

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The door at the back of the room was covered in diamond shaped warning labels. If not for the seriousness of the situation, they would have been comical. One had an injured hand with blood dripping from it crossed out, while a second showed a pair of swirly eyes and warned against “vampire hypnosis”. A third showed the black silhouette of a human head with large white fangs where the mouth belonged. “Warning: Vampires may be more dangerous than they appear. Exercise caution at all times”.

“My God, Jorick, where would they get a sticker like that?”

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Six Sentence Sunday

Six sentence Sunday is a fun blog event where authors share six sentences of something they’ve written. Be sure to check out the other participants.

 

I haven’t done SSS in awhile, but thought I’d try to get back into the swing of it. Today’s six comes from my unedited WIP – which happens to be book four in the Amaranthine series (I am still looking for a good title)

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They followed a set of stone stairs leading down to what should have been a dark, scary, old basement. Instead it was a large cement room rimmed in more metal doors and yellow security lights.  Yellow caution stripes were painted on the walls and large block letters announced “Authorized personnel only” and “Warning, dangerous specimens”.

Jorick surveyed the words. “Either they had high hopes or Kale isn’t their first brush with a nonhuman entity.”

“You don’t really think so – not in Michigan?”

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Six Sentence Sunday

It’s time again for Six Sentence Sunday, the cool group where, every Sunday, participants post six random sentences. It can be from a WIP, from a published manuscript, or something you never plan to publish.

This week’s six sentences are from my Work in Progress, Ties of Blood.

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Worried about her mother’s safety, Katelina has just announced to Jorick (her vampire boyfriend) that she wants to visit her – and she expect Jorick to go with her! Of course, he isn’t happy about it….

“Checking to see that she’s all right and introducing us are hardly the same thing!”

Katelina’s hands went to her hips. “What? Would you rather just sit at her window like a vulture and peer in on her?”

He nodded encouragingly, a brief light of hope in his eyes. “Actually, yes, that’s what springs to mind.” She continued to glare at him stubbornly and he snapped, “Katelina, I do not meet parents!”

Hope you enjoyed these six sentences. Thanks for stopping by, and be sure to check out the other participating authors!

Charli by Elizabeth Reyes

Elizabeth Reyes is a Indie romance writer. Her debut YA romance Novel Forever Mine The first in the Moreno Brothers series is available now on Amazon US Amazon UK & B&N The Nook. The second in the series “Always Been Mine” will be available very soon.
Today she is sharing an excerpt of current WIP a Paranormal Romance Charli(Working Title).Premise of the story:

Seventeen-year old Charlotte (Charli) has been sent to live with her estranged, but wealthy bachelor uncle in Los Angles after her father is sent to a mental institution. This is her first morning in her new room at her uncles and she recalls the dream she had the night before, triggering a eerie memory from her childhood. Enjoy and don’t forget to comment. =)

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I must’ve been more tired than I thought because I didn’t even remember falling asleep and even when I woke the next morning I was still so tired. It was unusual for me to remember my dreams but last nights dream was so vivid. It was almost as if I’d been awake but I couldn’t have been.In my dream I was sound asleep when I heard the annoying barking of a dog. I tried to ignore it but when I heard other dogs joining in and the barking getting really panicky it reminded me of something. A memory so vivid I remember everything down to the finest detail.

When I was a little girl about six years old, my grandparents dropped me off at a friend’s house, a couple they’d known for years. I was told my father was ill and they were taking him to the doctors. I spent the entire day there. It was a bit unusual because if my dad needed a sitter there was always a closer friend that could help out but that day none of them were available.

After a long day of playing with their twin daughters, I must’ve knocked out because the next thing I remember was waking up in my grandpa’s arms as he carried me out to the car. My head rested on his shoulder and I heard hushed voices as he walked. It was late and someone had thrown a blanket over me. The barking is what woke me. The same as in my dream, first one dog then others joined. I heard my grandpa’s friend try to hush his own dog by the side of the house.

I was finally in my grandpa’s truck. He buckled me in and put the blanket over me. He was parked on the street and he walked around the back of the truck to his side. That’s when I saw her. A very tall woman wearing what looked like a long dark raincoat coat with a hood. She stood in the middle of the street, absolutely still. The hood somewhat shrouded her face. But I could see the red lips and few strands of long dark hair that straggled out from under her hood.

The fact that she was standing perfectly still in the middle of street at night time wasn’t the oddest thing about the scene. It was the dogs. I’ll never forget the dogs. There were six of them. And they all sat just as still as she was in front her, in perfect lines of two. The image of Santa’s reindeer had come to my mind. I didn’t know much about dogs but they were huge. What struck me most was that as much as the neighborhood dogs were going crazy barking, her dogs sat there calmly, looking straight ahead, completely unaffected by the noise the other dogs made.

My Grandpa got in the truck and tried starting it up. Even though she was standing just a few yards away he hadn’t noticed her. The old truck hacked as he turned the key in the ignition. I was used to it taking a few tries. The whole time I couldn’t’ take my eyes off the woman and her dogs. Then she moved. It was so slight if my eyes hadn’t been fixated on her I would’ve missed it. Her head moved up a bit but just enough to unveil a pair of big dark beautiful eyes. They were penetrating but in a such good way. She was …magnificent. Instantly I felt my breath taken away. And then just as suddenly I was locked in her gaze. Her eyes somehow got bigger, darker. I couldn’t look away, move, or even speak. I’m not sure if I even breathed for those few moments.

Everything went absolute silent. And then I heard her voice. I don’t know how. Her lips didn’t move, she was still yards away and the doors and windows of the truck were closed but I heard it as clear as if she were sitting right there next to me.

It is almost time, little one.” Her voice matched her face. It was like silk, it was music, it was… intoxicating. It felt so good in my ear, I smiled.

The next thing I remember I woke up in my bed in my grandparent’s house. In the small room I shared with my dad. Only that morning I was alone. When I asked my grandpa about the woman with the dogs he had no idea what I was talking about.

I found out years later, the day I’d spent at there friends was first of several interventions my family had, had for my drug addicted father. Of course at the time I didn’t even realize my dad had a problem. All I knew is he was…different. He did things and said things sometimes that didn’t make any sense. But he’d been that way as long as I could remember so it didn’t seem odd to a six-year-old.

As the years passed he got worse.

I shook my head refusing to dwell on those memories. Instead my thoughts went back last nights dream. In the dream the barking woke me and so I sat up in my bed. I waited to see if the barking would stop but it only got louder. I stood and walked to the window and there she was in the middle of the long driveway. My memories had kept her exactly as when I’d seen here so many years ago. The dark coat, the dogs, the red lips. I could see now the dogs were Great Danes. No wonder they’d seemed so big to me as a child. I waited almost holding my breath for her to move to look at me like she had that one night.

Then she did. Again her movement was so slight, and her eyes came into view. They were just as enchanting as they’d been the first time only this time there was something different. I didn’t know what it was but it worried me. Somehow I could sense that she was anxious, frightened. I felt her fear run through me and I shivered.

Our eyes locked and I was paralyzed were I stood. But it didn’t scare me. I welcomed it. Everything went silent and her voice flowed in my ears like a beautiful song.

It is time.”That’s when I woke up. In my bed under my blankets just as I had lied down the night before and I knew I’d been dreaming. But I was so tired.

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For more on Elizabeth and her writing and to read sample chapters of her novel Forever Mine visit her blog The Beginnings .
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