Weekend Writing Warriors 10/20/13

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

The previous excerpts are collected here. 

Thanks so much for all your wonderful comments on Phil; they gave me a lot of warm fuzzies J Moving on from that scene, the band’s rehearsal ends and Sandy gives Neal a lift to the mansion. It’s previously been explained that the four guys in the band live in the same house, though they’re not all there all the time. It’s enormous even for a mansion, enough to make Neal’s eyes pop and his breath catch when he first sees it. Inside, the place is full of crystal chandeliers, velvet sofas and chairs, a whole room recreating the band’s favorite club complete with fully stocked bar: you get the idea. Members of the band’s families gather for a send-off party before every tour, and Neal meets a bunch of them. 

Sandy showed up with something pale and bubbly in two fancy-cut glasses and gave one to Neal. “We use crystal and china for these get-togethers so be extra careful. There’s booze around too and I won’t say you shouldn’t have any, but don’t get plastered. You have to stick to limits.”

Neal drank from his crystal glass. Ginger ale? Fuck it. Limits. Yeah right.

The imaginative participants at Weekend Writing Warriors will show you snippets of romances, breakups, fantasy lands, cities on other planets, lands far back in Earth's history and some far in our future. I'm pretty picky about the stuff I read and I've found lots of stories I can't wait to read more of!

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