Weekend Writing Warriors 4/27/14: You don't need a costume for Halloween, do you

Continuing with my NaNo story tentatively titled Night Shift. Devorah knows Kazimir has set up a trap in the basement of the synagogue to catch the demon Thaumiel. Thinking she might be able to help Kaz, she opens a door when she hears some very creepy growling coming from behind it. We pick up immediately after she opens the door.

To the left stood a figure with Kazimir’s face, sort of, but more skeletal with red eyes. His long hair looked more like black feathers. Leathery blue-black skin covered his body. A pair of black wings, lined in fire, spread out behind and above him. One hand held a fire whip and the other held a dagger with a clear blade, poised to hurl it in my direction.

Icy terror shot through me. I dropped to the floor. Almighty God, save me, I beg you! 

Are we having fun yet? J Our heroine is not! I’ve tweaked a few words in this excerpt but once again it came out to exactly 8 sentences.

Collected excerpts for this story are here. Have you hopped around the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop yet? Please do, you’ll find a whole bunch of that are hard to walk away from! Trust me, I’m picky about what I read and I’ve found 6 or 7 stories I can’t wait to read. More get added to my "must read" list every week.

Thanks for coming by, peeps. There is one spot in my excerpt today that strikes me as a bit bumpy – let me know what you think!

Weekend Writing Warriors 4/20/14: Might not be a prize behind that door

Happy Easter, everybody J If you don’t celebrate Easter, happy Sunday to you J I’m skipping ahead in my WIP, tentatively titled Night Shift. Collected excerpts for this story are here. Kazimir has explained his plan to capture the demon Thaumiel in the basement of Devorah’s synagogue. In order to lure the extremely cautious Thaumiel into the basement, Kaz and Devorah have come up with a plan to bring together a bunch of religious leaders whose souls Thaumiel would love to grab.

Mind you, this is all fully explained in the novel. For now, what you need to know is that Kazimir has set up a special trap in one of the basement rooms. He and two of his Crosser friends are waiting for Thaumiel to arrive and get caught in the trap. The religious leaders are leaving the main room for a tour of the synagogue and Devorah is trailing behind them. Before she goes through the doorway, she hears growling coming from across the basement. She knows Kaz and his friends are in one of the smaller rooms.

Outright howling and snarling erupted, as if a whole pack of dogs was caught up in a fight to the death. I shut the door behind Father John and jammed a chair under the doorknob. If Kazimir and his friends needed help, the small ability I had might be enough to tip the scales. I ran down the hall. The unearthly howling came from one of the two doors.

Closing my eyes, I pictured lake waves glinting in the moonlight and splashing at my feet. Cool water, part of me, my own energy. I popped my eyes open and opened the door. 

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Weekend Writing Warriors 4/13/14: I've found my power place

Continuing with my NaNo story tentatively title Night Shift. It's still on Draft One and I don't have an ending for it yet, but plan to reach that by summer. Background for this excerpt: Kazimir leads Devorah through a guided meditation focusing on the element she’s aligned with, water. She’s able to easily visualize her favorite area of lakeshore and see herself walking on the sand. This excerpt is just a bit about her experience during the meditation.

The setting sun threw my long shadow onto the waves. The moon rose across the water, full and glorious, making white diamonds sparkle among the long waves. I sat down and let the water creep up to me, touch me light as a whisper, then draw back. Its quiet laughter as it ran forward then back again made me smile. Clouds blew across the moon and a drizzle began to fall, but rather than give me a chill, it seemed to warm me. The urge to dance took me; I swirled around, in and out of the waves. The rain on my skin felt like butterfly wings.  Finally I stopped, my feet in the waves, my hands held up to the rain, and a deep sense of peace filling me.

Collected excerpts for this story are here. Come join us on our merry blog hop at Weekend Writing Warriors - I guarantee more than one story will grab you! If you like romance, you’ll find plenty; if you lean toward sci fi, we have some of that too. Think you’d like to be part of all this writerly fun? The linky list is posted every Monday morning US Eastern time, and you have until that following Saturday at midnight to sign up. Then be sure your *8 sentence* excerpt is live on your blog by 9 am Eastern time. Easy peasy!

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Photo: Testing out the waters, Droidicus, flikr CC