Wednesday, May 12, 2010

What's Happening Now?

Well, folks, it's that time again – time for our midweek update – a chance for characters to reveal their current whereabouts. In this way, authors can share what's happening within their stories by speaking through their characters' unique voices.

So, let's hear it, characters. What have you been up to lately? Seen any interesting sights? Slayed any wicked demons? Met any interesting creatures? Found yourself in a spot of trouble, supernatural or otherwise?

Feel free to spill any and all of your latest adventures, and hopefully, by revealing where you are in your story, you'll help inspire your authors to keep moving forward with theirs.

Remember, this is for characters only!

23 comments:

Ricky said...

Hey, everyone, good news - that book I told you about is now available. It's only in e-format for now, but I've heard you'll be able to get it in print soon as well.

And, uh...Kalila isn't too happy about this, but the book is about me.

Here it is, if you like to read in e-format: Maelstrom.

Kalila said...

Quit bragging, Ricky. In fact, just go away. I hate you.

Ricky said...

Hey, don't be mad at me. I didn't write the book.

Bo said...

It isn't erotica, so it's a stupid, useless book anyway, Kalila. No point getting upset about it.

Ricky said...

Not all books have to be erotica, Bo, and...oh, never mind. I'm going to have a cup of coffee and go back to reading this book. Some of it might be lies, you know.

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Kalila said...
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Kalila said...

If it makes you sound interesting, then it's all lies, Ricky.

Ricky said...

Thanks, Kalila. I know I can always count on your support.

Aidan said...

Wow, a book about you! That's awesome! I'll check it out.

Aidan said...

My psyche kicked back in. Kaelin struggled and fought, his other foot kicking the demon square in the jaw. In that second I realized he could see the monster.
"Get off him!" I snagged Kaelin by the shoulder, locking my hand under his armpit. With the other, I grabbed the leg of our heavy pullout sofa.
Asmodai's wings pumped and he pulled us. The sofa slid into the end table. A lamp rocked and shattered to the floor, exploding against the rug. The sofa legs scraped the floor along with our fingernails.
"Let go! Aidan, let go--"
I dug my fingers deeper into Kaelin's armpit and his voice broke off with a grunt. His pain ghosted through me as white-hot fire lit inside his joint. Asmodai just looked at us, black eyes like punctures in his pointed face, still pulling. Between us we would rip my brother apart.
"Kaelin..."
Kaelin scrabbled for me, the gun, anything. His fingers closed on a knife that had fallen to the floor in the demonquake. He threw. It passed right through Asmodai and skipped across the floor.
It's going to tear you in two!
"You think I don't know that?" Kaelin grunted, trying to kick the thing off. The way he was throwing his body around nearly tore him from my grip. "Let go!"
"No." But inside, my ribs seized my lungs. I couldn't breathe. This bastard was taking my brother and I couldn’t stop it.
One option left. Not a good one. But I was fresh out.
"God damn you, let him go!"
Pain seared between my temples as I invoked Him. My knees jerked up to my ribcage. Bile stung my throat. Kaelin made a choking noise, like someone had him by the throat.
Asmodai's grip slipped, tearing through Kaelin's jeans. Kaelin tried to jerk his foot up, out of reach, but Asmodai skewered his calf muscle. I heard the crunch as it pierced his bone.
Kaelin shouted more in fury than agony. His blood splattered the demon's face, slicking the scaly cheek crimson, catching on the tip of a wing.
Terror and divinity twisted through my bowels. I shook his head and reset my grip. Kaelin screamed as his shoulder popped from its socket. I was so intent on him that moment, I couldn't stop his agony ratcheting from him through me.
Asmodai gave a solid jerk on Kaelin's bone and tore him free. Blood jutted from his calf as my fingers scrabbled and slipped. Kaelin twisted as he slid across the floor. The basement door opened with a glance from Asmodai, squealing on its hinges. The demon spun Kaelin and tumbled him in. The door slammed shut as Kaelin end-overed the steps, screaming my name. I felt his landing in my bones, leaving him an agonized heap.
Asmodai came back for me. I was curled around the divinity poisoning my gut, weak and helpless. Asmodai picked me up, almost gently, claws retracted. He cradled me against his chest and looked down at me like a father looks at a baby, like Mom used to look at me before she left. His wings flapped, moved air, and we burst through the plate glass window. I screamed at the shards in my skin, I struggled, but Asmodai just flew.
Trees whirred by at a dizzying rate, branches catching on Asmodai's wings. It left a deadtrail behind it, so I had to suck the life from the trees on the side for ken. I had to keep a connection with Kaelin.
Smoke billowed from our house, pouring like lifeblood from the broken window and open door. I twisted in Asmodai's grip, felt the sting of claw, and stopped. I concentrated on my ken, narrowing my focus to Kaelin, killing more trees in the already struggling forest. I didn't care.

Kaelin said...

Sorry, that might be hard to read. We're kind of busy to stop to put in italics code and space out paragraphs...

Nutmeg Cross said...

No worries, Kaelin. I got the gist. Very exciting story!

P.S. Congrats, Ricky! That's wonderful news!

Ginger said...

Ricky, that is absolutely fantastic news!!! You so deserve this, after all you have gone through with the band. I will get a copy as soon as it's in book form. I just can't curl up with an e-book the same way.

Candy said...

Well done, everyone. It seems like you're all getting lots of action. Ricky, Bo et al were my friends and I've really missed them.
Sadly, for me, my author is involved with another girl called Kendra, who's a photographer, so until she's finished with her I get only little bits of attention. Just enough to keep me going, I guess.

Ginger said...

At least you're getting *some* attention, Candy. I haven't had any action at all in years (except here). But, considering that novels are based around conflict, that could be a good thing. I'm pretty happy running my tearoom in the background.

Aidan said...

We're happy you run your tearoom, too, cuz we get to eat there.

Ginger said...

Thank you, Aidan. I just made some strawberry scones. Would you care for one? I've just opened some fresh clotted cream as well.

Aidan said...

Yeah, please. And milk, too, if you have any.

Marc said...

Did someone say scones?

Too bad Kaelin's busy getting dragged off by Asmodai. He loves strawberries.

Nutmeg Cross said...

Mmm, strawberries. Are there any scones left for Indy and me?

We've brought some blueberry tea...

Ginger said...

Absolutely, Nutmeg. I'd love to try that blueberry tea!

Nutmeg Cross said...

Awesome, Ginger, thanks!