Monday, May 23, 2011
|Find out all about the blogfest here!|
Cally Jackson and Rachel Morgan are holding the exciting Power of Tension Blogfest from May 23 through May 27. I've decided that this would be a wonderful opportunity to get out my cave and back into the writing world after a couple week hibernation.
So this is how they're doing it in their own words:
Give us an excerpt (up to 300 words) from your manuscript or recently completed work (or just a random scene) that just drips with tension and will tie us up in knots wanting to know more. It doesn’t matter what the piece is about, as long as it screams tension.
Click the link above to find out all the other details and the prizes to be had.
So here's my entry. It's an excerpt from my young adult urban fantasy, LIBRARY JUMPERS.
I turned to see what distracted him. "Why? What's wrong--?"
I saw him then and choked on my words. He was a muscled mountain of a man, bald and scarred. He didn't have to dodge pedestrians because they hurried out of his way.
"Who is that?" Nick asked.
"A hunter," Arik said with concern in his voice.
"Hurry! The T's just around the corner!" Afton yelled as she hustled up the street.
Nick chased her and Arik and I ran side by side after them, flying around the corner, and darting into the Park Street station.
Heavy breaths drummed behind me. The creep was right behind us. Arik grabbed a trashcan and slammed it into the hunter, the crumpled can crashing to the ground. The man swayed on his feet as he tried to recover. Arik grabbed my hand and pulled me down the steps, pushing through people along the way. My foot slipped on the last step and I nose-planted, sliding across the floor and crashing into a couple of bicycles. A kickstand cut into my calf and the pain seared through my body. Tasting a salty copper on my tongue, I felt my lip. It was cracked and bleeding.
Arik slid across the floor on his knees to me.
"No! Leave me." My eyes shot up to Afton and Nick flagging us to hurry before the car doors shut. "You have to help them."
The hunter reached the platform. His white marble eyes brushed across me. There wasn't an iris or a pupil in either one. A scar ran from the top of his bald head, down the right side of his face, and ended at his collarbone. He hurdled past us and headed toward Afton and Nick.
So that's it. You can check out the other participants by going here.
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I write young adult and middle grade novels. I'm represented by Peter Knapp at Park Literary. Look for my debut young adult novel, LIBRARY JUMPERS releasing February, 2014.
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