For the second time this month, my friend Cyndi’s online journal has provided something interesting for me to write about here:
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or what have you, post exactly one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don’t mention anything else — this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Here’s what I posted in response:
From A Sane Woman – a mystery novel:
They opened the door all the way and stood transfixed in the doorway. Sam stood naked, his back against the wall, looking at the bed. The bedclothes were tangled and ripped, and covered in blood. There was no sign of Terry.
From U-town – a gritty urban magical realist novel:
The train jerked into motion again and so, clinging to the top of a moving subway train, with her fingers sunk into the sheet metal, Vicki Wasserman, age 15, started her first night in the big city. And it is worth reporting that at no time did she wish she was back home again.
From my current novel-in-progress, untitled so far, which is a sequel to the first two:
Perry looked up at her for a moment, then put his hand on top of hers as he turned to the others. “My non-monogamous, underage, incestuous, lesbian girlfriend and I would love to come,” he said, holding her hand firmly as she tried to pull it away.
“She has seven seconds to save the world.”
I’m one of the few people on the face of this Earth that doesn’t think of Michael Jackson when somebody mentions “Thriller”.
The writer of this webpage said that, but I could easily have said the same thing. (Well, I would have said “who” rather than “that,” since I’m a person, and I would have put the period at the end inside the quotation mark at the end of the sentence, not outside.) But, as I think about Angie Thriller, and about a certain character in my writing (Randi, of course), I can see a definite inspiration, one which I was not really conscious of at the time.
Of course, the similarity only goes so far, nobody ever compared to Randi to Jesus Christ, as far as I know.
You can learn more about Thriller (the comic book) here. Sadly missed, I must say.
Oh, and the new chapter, Absolute Beginners, begins here.