Pages of Pigments VI

As promised, Pages of Pigments VI! Don't forget to enter the giveaway at the bottom of this post AND if you are writing this weekend go here and sign up for #MWWM Lots of you have told me you are in on Twitter, but not all of you have made it official. 

Pages of Pigments I :: Pages of Pigments II :: Pages of Pigments III :: Pages of Pigments IV ::

Pages of Pigments V ::

It was the swan from the painting. But it was someplace different. She couldn't make out what it had been painted on. A rough paper or a think crude canvas—she couldn't be sure. It's wooden frame was splintered, and pulling apart in all the joints. It was so dark that it was almost black. Lucia touched it with slow and careful fingertips, wondering if it had always been that shade or if it had aged with time.

The swan that sat in the middle of the painting lay almost still. Gliding so slow, you could almost believe it was an ordinary motionless painting if not for the little waves that floated away from its opalescent white feathers. The swan seemed content to sit there—if not a little sad.

Only in the corner of the painting where the frame was the most damaged, it appeared that a large bit of surface of the lake had been completely torn away. The tare was all jagged edges and paper teeth.

“That's a shame,” William said, eyes taking in the same damage as Lucia.

It was a shame, but Ripley didn't say anything at all. He just stood stiff, staring at the painting until finally he mumbled something Lucia didn't catch the first time. 

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4th Installment of THE GODS OF MARKET STREET is now live!

Sorry this is a bit late. I had some disasters with JukePop, but I am happy to report they have fab customer service and took care of it like that; I just had to wait 24 hours after the solution to post a new chapter (and then I was actually asleep for once)

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It's a loooonnnnggggg weekend, and you know what that means; I'm going to be writing a book! How is that different than any other time? Because I plan on finishing the book over said weekend, and you can too! If you have been stalking me on Twitter--and I mean, who ISN'T these days? *wink wink* you might have seen me chatting about organizing a little something something to help motivate others.  It has arrived! I feel like this is a bit late notice.

You might know this about me, but sometimes I like to procrastinate.

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Pages of Pigments V

HA! I scheduled this post when I did the last one. I am ON TIME! Watch the damn thing not post when it should. Standard warnings--this is not the official edited version, it belongs to me, just because it's on the internet doesn't mean you can claim you wrote it.

     The water was rough. The tide seemed to be coming in faster than Leo could get away from it. Like an angry blood hound nipping at his heels, bits of wet drool landing all around.

     When Leo's soggy, sock covered foot his the first stair the water roared in behind him.      He scaled three, then four large steps before turning and looking back. It wasn't that Leo often found himself here this time of night, but he was almost positive there was supposed to be a beach beneath him. There was none. The dark water churned briefly before slamming into the unwavering seawall and rushing back out.

     It was too deep to see the shore as another wave came in.

     No, Leo thought, not normal. Not unless there was a storm he couldn't see or hear yet. Leo ran the rest of the way up the stairs before the sea could again claim him.

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I hit 6,666 Followers on Twitter this weekend, and for only moments my Twitter account was really, really evil. As promised, Skeleton Lake is now free on Amazon and I want to make it a really big thang. THUS the awesome giveaway. Spread the word, help me move it up the charts.

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PS--the monkeys are actually an old joke from a Guest Post Mike Mullin did on my blog back in the day. You can see it here. No, I don't actually have monkeys that write my books for me. That would be nice.

Pages of Pigments IV, and a HUGE POMI ANNOUNCEMENT

I forgot to post yesterdays, Pages of Pigments! It was because some creeper took a picture of my  baby in a grocery store and ran off so then I spent the rest of the day totally FREAKED OUT. But before we get to the excerpt, I have something WILD to tell you. We have been working hard to get POMI released, and after consulting the stars, and my editor we have reached a shocking conclusion!

It must be two books. 

I am as shocked as you are. When I wrote the book it was definitely a standalone. I toyed with the idea of a sudo-sequel about another character that might be a novella one day, as well as a sort of history book. But the thing is, I knew I was going to be flogged over the ending. So then I wrote an alternative ending for those of you who need the happy ending spelled out for you--but the truth of the matter is, what happens after the first ending is more important. Because it isn't bad. That is an underlying current in POMI; hope when there should be none and that is what the second book is going to help me convey  The first book will end with a question unanswered, and the sequel that will be named soon will answer that.

So POMI is coming out soon, very soon since I got to shave part of the ending off--and the other book? Looks like it will be ready this fall.

Anyway, back to Pages of Pigments
(Don't hit me) Standard warnings apply--not yet the final edited version. Also mine, but feel free to share so long as you don't claim you wrote it.

...Leo pulled a page from Lucia’s book and drew the big oak tree that stood just outside the classroom window. It danced and shook on the page just like it was really doing in the wind. For the longest time Lucia was content to just watch.

The images Leo drew were beautiful, but Lucia thought they had nothing on the artist. The setting of his jaw that was highlighted by the bouncing of his curls in the candle light.

When Lucia picked up her pencil, she had no intentions, but her fingers had a mind of their own. She sketched swans, a sky full of them. They weren’t as good as Leo’s, but they weren’t bad either. Lucia felt as though there was just something missing.

“What have you drawn Lucia?” Mr. Garcia asked from behind her.

She hadn’t heard him approach, his footsteps muffled out by the sloshing of the persistent rain.

“Lovely,” her teacher said, eyes twinkling as with a secret, “you we’re always so found of the swans.”

Lucia was growing tired of other people knowing more about her lives than she did, but she wasn’t at all surprised to hear this information. She did love swans, and she seemed to love them more when Leo was the one doing them.

“Something is wrong with them,” Lucia said flatly, “it’s like… like their soulless.”

Mr. Garcia sucked in a quick breath, as Leo mumbled something Lucia couldn’t make out. The old make recoiled, like she had reached up and struck him instead of making an observation about her own art, and for a moment, he said nothing.

“That’s an interesting choice of words Lucia.”

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