Weekend Writing Warriors 3/10/13

Street Glass is my novel-in-progress. My tagline: Underprivileged 18-yr-old Latino leaves street gang and befriends white, over-privileged musicians.

While some of the plot is subject to change (draft two is a pretty early draft, after all) the basic elements will stay, as will the character "voices". So these excerpts will still give you a good idea of how the plot plays out and what the characters are like. The year is 1986, in Los Angeles, California.

All the previous excerpts are collected here.

Following on last week’s excerpt, Sandy has stormed out of the rehearsal he and his band were having. I’m skipping the description of him barreling down freeways in his Ferrari, going over the argument that made him leave rehearsal. Preoccupied with that, he swings off the freeway and drives several blocks before realizing he doesn’t know where he is. He decides to walk around to cool off, even though the area looks maybe not as nice as he’s used to. He parks at a restaurant and walks, eventually losing track of which way he’d come. We continue in Sandy’s POV:

Huh, lost somewhere in L.A. Maybe he could get a song out of that once he got home. Blown off course in some murky neighborhood . . . no, mixed imagery didn’t work.

That dark space up ahead looked like an alley entrance, but he hadn’t passed an alley before, at least he didn’t think so. He’d just hurry past.

Was that a sound behind him?

He gasped as his right arm was grabbed from behind and yanked up against his back. Something smooth, cold, and sharp pressed against his throat.

A rough male voice spoke in his ear. “Gotcha, Anglo.”

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