Feb 012011
 

If you’re read Shadow Cat, you’ve heard of Mujur. His book is next, folks. I’m about 20k words into it right now and plan to finish the first draft next month. Over the next few Tuesday, I want to share a some scenes from the first chapter. Keep in mind, this is raw and not all the kinks are worked out, but it’ll give you a taste of what’s to come. Anyway. Chapter 1 Scene 1

Chapter 1

Six years earlier


Blood. So much of it. It coated Mujur’s hands, running through the cracks of his palms. A thick drop fell, splattered on the woman’s cheek, and fanned out resembling the spindly legs of a crimson spider. He wiped his hands along the forest floor, trying to cleanse himself of the glutinous fluid, but only succeeded in making a grimy mess as flakes of decayed leaves and earth stuck to his palms.

Scratches covered her body, deep enough to flay open her skin, but none of them mortal wounds. Only the most recent, a deep gash raked along her side which oozed the dark, red liquid and formed a puddle around her body as it seeped into the ground—that was what ended it all. Her wide glazed, fish-like eyes fixated beyond him. An expression of terror etched on her face for all eternity.

“She was over here last I saw her,” a voice said in the distance.

Mujur jumped to his feet. His heart pounded as he focused on the voices drawing closer. He took one last glance at the mutilated body partially hidden in the bushes and ran. Only a few strides later a man stepped from behind a tree. Driven by momentum, Mujur barreled into him, rebounded, and fell to the ground.

The man, a fellow wehr-tiger, towered over him. One corner of his mouth raised in a sneer revealing dingy teeth stained red from betel nuts. “You’re not going anywhere.”

Mujur scrambled backward.

The man lumbered forward, his corpulent body swaying, and shoved a heavy foot into Mujur’s side.

The air whooshed from Mujur’s lungs with a grunt. He doubled over, gasping for air as he crawled away. A dull thud, then an explosion of pain behind his eyes halted his progress, and he sunk to the ground.

“You find anything, Gemuk?” someone asked.

“Over this way,” the fat wehr-tiger said, his voice barely audible as the haze surrounding Mujur faded to black.

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Six years earlier
Blood. So much of it. It coated Mujur’s hands, running through the cracks of his palms. A thick drop fell, splattered on the woman’s cheek, and fanned out resembling the spindly legs of a crimson spider. He wiped his hands along the forest floor, trying to cleanse himself of the glutinous fluid, but only succeeded in making a grimy mess as flakes of decayed leaves and earth stuck to his palms.
Scratches covered her body, deep enough to flay open her skin, but none of them mortal wounds. Only the most recent, a deep gash raked along her side which oozed the dark, red liquid and formed a puddle around her body as it seeped into the ground—that was what ended it all. Her wide glazed, fish-like eyes fixated beyond him. An expression of terror etched on her face for all eternity.
“She was over here last I saw her,” a voice said in the distance.
Mujur jumped to his feet. His heart pounded as he focused on the voices drawing closer. He took one last glance at the mutilated body partially hidden in the bushes and ran. Only a few strides later a man stepped from behind a tree. Driven by momentum, Mujur barreled into him, rebounded, and fell to the ground.
The man, a fellow wehr-tiger, towered over him. One corner of his mouth raised in a sneer revealing dingy teeth stained red from betel nuts. “You’re not going anywhere.”
Mujur scrambled backward.
The man lumbered forward, his corpulent body swaying, and shoved a heavy foot into Mujur’s side.
The air whooshed from Mujur’s lungs with a grunt. He doubled over, gasping for air as he crawled away. A dull thud, then an explosion of pain behind his eyes halted his progress, and he sunk to the ground.
“You find anything, Gemuk?” someone asked.
“Over this way,” the fat wehr-tiger said, his voice barely audible as the haze surrounding Mujur faded to black.

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  4 Responses to “No One Likes a Tease: Stray Cat (working title) Excerpt”

  1. Nice! Looks like you’re moving right along with the next book. That’s when my sales really started to pick up (when I added the second novel and a collection of short stories). Now I need to get busy on my sequel, too. There’s been too much YouTubing and Twittering of late. :P

  2. I totally know what you mean by distractions. I’m so glad my daughter and I decided to put her back in school in stead of homeschooling. Trying to create lesson plans, find assignments and resources was wearing me out.

    Today’s February 1st! Yay! When I wrote this post it was last month (2-3 days) ago. Now I see Tuesday is the first of the month. 1k words a day will get me to 50k. Very doable.

    Are you keeping the same main character(s) for the Emperor’s Edge. I notice that’s common for fantasies and urban fantasies though paranormal romances tend have different characters with each sequel. So what will it be for you?

  3. [...] read the first scene from Stray Cat, which I’ve now renamed Chasing Shadows, have at it here. And remember, this is rather raw… still needs to go through the editing process and [...]

  4. [...] you didn’t get an opportunity to read the first two scenes, feel free to have a looksee (Scene 1 and Scene 2). This scene in introduces my heroine to the game. She’s quite young, just 12-13 [...]

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