Snippet Wednesday: A third sip of Call me Interested

Like I mentioned last week, Call me Interested, my Nanowrimo story is a menage. This week’s chapter is from the perspective of the third main character: Daniel Rosa. The previous posts have been from the perspective of Kim Sung Joon and Babajide ‘Barby’ Joel.

As usual, this is a first draft, utterly unedited. Please ignore typos and grammatical what-not and just enjoy.

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Snippet Wednesday: A second Sip from Call me Interested

Last wednesday, I shared a snippet from my Nanowrimo novel: Call me Interested, from the perspective of one of my main characters: Kim Sung Joon. Today, I’m sharing another snippet, but this time around from the perspective of the second main character: Babajide ‘Barby’ Joel. To give you a heads-up though, next Wednesday will have a third snippet from Call me Interested from the perspective of you guessed it, the third main character: Daniel Rosa.

Hell yeah! Call me Interested is a menage :). Lol. And like I said last week, it’s the longest piece of writing I’ve ever done so far. If you check my work-in-progress page, it’s presently at 95k words. And that is the first draft. Sure I’ll cut down on some parts but there are a ton of parts I need to expand as well so the novel might just end up being even longer.

All that aside, here’s today’s snippet for your enjoyment ;). Like I said last week, this is totally unedited so ignore grammatical errors and unclear sentences and just enjoy :

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Snippet Wednesday: A sip from Call me Interested

I spent Nanowrimo slaving away and trying to see if I could finish through the longest writing I’d ever done and the only writing I’d done in all of 2015. Yeah. 2015 was not my year of writing. To be honest, the last couple of years has been kind of a struggle for me.

So when Nano came on and I said this was the year I was going to do it, the year I was going to get that winner’s badge, I applied myself and started writing and surprise surprise, by the end of Nanowrimo I was at 68k. By the time I finished the first draft of the novel, thirteen days after Nanowrimo ended, I was at 95k. And that spurred me on to start a short piece I’m hoping to finish by the end of the year.

So, 2015 might not have been my year of writing a lot, but I’m still ending it on a good note :).

So, onto the snippet from my Nanowrimo novel which I’ve tentatively titled, Call me interested. Please pardon the typos. This is totally unedited and I hope you enjoy…

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Apologies and Excerpt

Damn! It’s been four months since I last updated.? Where did the time go :(. I am so sorry I haven’t been consistent of late with my posts. Work has been so crazy and it’s been taking up all my time. It’s not an excuse because I just realized that I haven’t even been really writing either. Looks like it’s about time I get serious with both.

Anyway, LT3 has a call out: Lovely Dark and Deep. They’re meant to be stories about what happens when you wander into the woods when you’re not allowed to. The call is ending on the 31st of this month and I still haven’t finished writing it :(. But I am working¬† on it and I have an excerpt here for you guys to read.

Happy reading :):

“Anything you particularly interested in professor?”

James turned away from the store to look at the person who had spoken. The little tyke in front of him had the grubby hands of a boy whose hands lived and breathed the mud beneath their feet. The eyes though spoke of intelligence and curiosity; admirable traits in a child, some people would say. He however believed that more often than not, those were the traits that would lead many a child down the road of no return.

“A few things. Why? You selling?”

“Depends on what price you’re willing to pay professor. I can sell anything.” The words were accompanied with a tiny fist beating a skinny chest. “Just give me a list and I will be sure to get it for you.”

“And what if what I want is something you cannot make available to me?”

The little boy made a face; his eyes calling James all kind of stupid. “I don’t know where you’re from professor but ’round here, McGinnis is the only one who can get you anything. For a decent price of course.

“And let me guess, you’re McGinnis?”

“Aye Aye Professor.”

“Would that be your name or your father’s name?”

“Sir?”

“Is McGinnis your first or last name?”

The are-you-stupid look that followed his question had James chuckling, even before McGinnis replied. “It’s my only name sir. How many names does a person need?”

“That my dear boy is a question for the ages.”

“I’m not a boy! I’m almost a man!”

“Is that so? And how old are you right now?”

“Will be eleven in November. Soon to be a teenager you see?”

Indeed. And an extremely chatty one it would seem. This one just might do.

James stooped until his eyes were level with McGinnis. “I’ve got four questions for you and then I’ll decide if I want to patronize your services.” He waited for McGinnis to nod before he continued. “First, what happened to the woods?” He motioned with thumb at the woods that were across the street from the gas station.

“Old Patty’s woods? I don’t know? They’ve been like that for as long as everyone can remember. No one knows where the keys are. And nothing can break the lock. Nothing! I mean I’ve tried everything but ‘them woods want to remain locked forever.” McGinnis covered his mouth to whisper, “I think it’s magic. There’s something in ‘them woods that keeps them closed.”

James smiled. “Is that so? Okay. Next question. Why do you call me professor?”

McGinnis’ eyes squinted before he spoke. “Your glasses. The suit,” he pointed at them with his hands to re-emphasize. “The way you carry yourself. You have an intelligence that don’t belong in this dead place.” McGinnis’ thumb pointed at the rest of the city that was behind him.

“And you don’t think all of these, all you see is a mirage?”

“What’s a mirage?”

“An illusion. Something that doesn’t really exist. A figment of your imagination if you will” James said.

He expected quite a lot, but the laughter that bubbled from the mouth of the boy and the way it echoed in the early hours of the morning was not the reaction he had been going for.

“See? Said just like a professor woulda said it.”

“Perhaps. third question where are your parents?”

“Obviously not around as you can see.”

“Are they dead?”

“Is that your fourth question?”

The almost belligerent tone had James chuckling. Yeah. This one would definitely do. “Fourth question, what if what I wanted was not a thing but a person? What if the thing I wanted you to get me is you?”

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And that is it. The story is still a work in progress and I have absolutely no plot for it so she is literally writing herself. Anyway, that’s all for now. Hope to get more posts done very soon.

LT3 The Way To Your Heart Blog Hop, Contract Announcements and Proud To Be A Vampire Call

heartbloghopmedLess Than Three Press’ birthday is coming up, and in order to celebrate, there will be a hop of the LT3 writers, me inclusive. Yay! I’m looking forward to it. Will find out what the central theme is, so I can start thinking of what writing I will come up with for the hop, and of course, I will be doing a giveaway.

The contract for A Second Chance came in, and I’ve filled it, and sent it back. It looked so lovely. My books are growing you guys, and I’m so thrilled about it. Looking forward to when the edits come in, so I cans start working on it, and then I will have an idea of when the book will be released.

Writing for the Proud to Be a Vampire Call. The story is coming along, but it looks like it will be a lot. This will be my longest book, and I hope it will be a good book that people will love to read. I’m keeping my fingers crossed. Will soon get some snippets of the book out so you guys can be getting an idea of what the book will be like. So stayed tuned for that as well.

New Year Dreams

It’s been a really busy last couple of months, and it’s not a surprise I guess that I’ve got absolutely nothing written down. Days when I can finally catch a breath and I look back and realise that I’ve actually not been doing any writing has me very depressed. And now I’m contemplating adding more work to my plate. Exactly how am I going to get it all done is the question? I don’t have a split personality nor do I have a twin who can go to work on my behalf, while leaving me alone to read and write.

But, writing makes me happy. To see the words on paper or screen fills me with a sense of satisfaction. If it means that I won’t get as much sleep as I want to, then so be it. My stories have been getting release for the last two months: Binding Ties came out in November, and Saved by a Demon just got released, and I haven’t even had the time to feel that sense of accomplishment.

All the same, this is a new year, and new year means new beginnings: a lesson learnt by my character, Parker in Saved by a Demon. So I am going to stick to getting more writing done. And the first means towards achieving that goal will be to start working for my story that I need to be ready before the end of February. Keeping my fingers crossed and hoping that I can indeed get all that I want done accomplished this year. Starting with a better job and of course more written books.

Good News and Excerpt

My submission for the Rocking Hard Submission Call that was put up on Less Than Three Press has been accepted. The story is about a rock star and a song writer and it was fun and a bit difficult to write. I say it was difficult because like I mentioned in an earlier post, I kept putting off the writing, and when I was ready to get to work, my room got flooded and my laptop got soaking wet. I had to write the entire story in a notebook, while praying fervently that my laptop can be fixed. I certainly didn’t have money to purchase a new one, and my friends were all busy with theirs, so I just had to hope for the best. The laptop was finally fixed (except that I now had to get a new battery. I still haven’t gotten a new battery yet, but I should be able to get me a new one by the middle of the month), and I had to spend an entire week typing and editing. Finally the story was ready, sent to my beta reader and then sent it in for submission.

When I opened my mailbox two days ago and saw the acceptance email, I felt a variety of emotions. The relief that a story I’d poured my heart into (I¬† had to write some songs and trust me, song writing is not so easy. Lol) was accepted; the satisfaction that I was able to actually have my work done with all the troubles that crept up and the wonder that I wrote and people believed that the words deserved to be read by others, not just myself. I think that is what keeps me writing. It’s the wonder of watching words form on page and having my characters loved and understood. They all have stories to tell, and when a story I write is accepted, I nod my head at the realization that the character was heard.

My kitsune/wolf-dog shifter story that is part of the Bestiary anthology will be released in exactly forty days from now, and I’m excited about that as well. Will write in another post why I love that story so much and how I got hooked on the character of Taeyo and his mate, Germane. I have an excerpt available for you to read. Hope you like it.

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