September 7, 2014
Greetings!
I'm coming off
something of a stress and drama filled work week. I have a seasonal job at a
local golf course and we're down to two people since we're winding down to our
October 31 'official' close. When one of those two people has to take time off…
it sucks hairy ones—especially when they wait until the day before to say
anything. Just saying.
Moving on to fun
stuff. Let's see, Lost Girl will air
its final season sometime soon. I'll be sad to see the show end. Haven returns with Evil Audrey. I refuse
to call her by whatever name she ended up with when she went inside the barn
and returned. I'm also pretty excited for Flash
to debut. Anything that has ties to Arrow
can't miss in my book.
That's it for TV
this week.
Tonight's post is
from Quilt of Fate, a novella written with my alter ego, ML Skye, combining the
paranormal with a little science fiction.
Here's the tagline:
Nadie Fall and Cable Reilly are transported to an alternate
reality by the Moerae. Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos have plans for the fated
couple who couldn't save their original universe, but can alter the future for
their new one.
And a preview snippet…
Nadie stood on the shores of the
ruined planet. Cable moved behind her, his presence a balm against the raging
emotion welling up from her depths. So much destruction and for what? The race
to get here nothing but a farcical journey.
Cable grasped her hips.
"Nadie—"
She tensed. "Don't, Cable.
Not yet." Her eyes closed and she inhaled, fighting the urge to rail at
the heavens. "Unless you can tell me why?" Why they'd traveled so far
to find a wasteland instead of a home.
He sighed. "You know I
can't. I wish I could." He rested his chin on her shoulder, his warm
breath fanning her face.
She took a step forward, turned
faced him. "We followed the signposts to get here. I just don't"—a
bright flash surrounded them—"understand how…" Her voice trailed off
and she blinked, not quite what happened.
"What the flaming hell?"
Lush, green foliage lined the
beach. Birds zigzagged in the sky. Cable whipped around, taking in the change
of scenery.
He slid his gaze sideways.
"What just happened?" He moved forward, stopped, glanced back, and
shook his head.
Nadie snorted. "I'm pretty
sure 'what the flaming hell' means I have no clue." She caught movement in
her peripheral vision and grabbed hold of Cable's bicep. "Looks like we
might get an answer, though." She nodded toward a trio of females making
their way along the shore.
Cable turned, standing shoulder
to shoulder with Nadie. "And if they're open to questions?"
Nadie blew out a harsh breath.
"Then we convince otherwise."
So far, I've
enjoyed combining the genres with this story, something I hope to continue
doing in the future.
That's it for this
week.
Cheers!
Skye
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