Weekend Writing Warriors 2/10/13

Street Glass is my novel-in-progress. My tagline: Underprivileged Latino 18-yr-old 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. Note: There is swearing in English and Spanish!

The year is 1986, in Los Angeles, California. I've skipped introducing the main character who goes by the street name of Razor. He's part of a street gang. I'm collecting all the snippets here so you can easily see what's going on.

For this snippet, I've skipped the description of Coyote catching Razor eyeing Trist. He gave Razor a thrashing but then told him to “go do something useful.” Razor then sat on the rooftop of the apartment building across the street to think. He was joined by his pal Chino, another gang member, who tried to convince him that he’s got everything he needs right there in the barrio (neighborhood). MF is short for the gang's name, Mi Familia.

Razor’s fingers closed around a stone; he pitched it out into the night. “You got an apartment, I live in the fucking half-burned joint that MF uses for HQ.” He pointed between the houses at headlights flashing by. “I wanna fly like them cars. Up here I’m almost free.”

 “Cállate before somebody else hears you,” Chino snapped then added quieter, “Go get Licha, you’ll feel better.”

For a while, sure . . . Razor jumped up, shook both fists at the barrio, and shouted as loud as he could. “I fuckin’ hate you!”

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