I just hit 10K in my urban fantasy WIP Reflections, but it feels like I've written so much more. Most of it is trapped inside my head, unable to make the passage from my brain to my fingers to the keyboard. I'm not sure how to fix that. At any rate, I'm making progress, so I guess I won't complain.
I've been posting some snippets of the novel on Twitter, but it's been a while since I've put one up, and I haven't been keeping you all updated as much as I'd like to. I'd like to remedy that disparity today--in this post, I'm sharing several snippets from different points in my WIP (I'm writing out of sequence). I'll try to avoid spoilers as much as I can, but if you'd rather not risk it, feel free to click away. Otherwise, keep reading. I can't wait to hear your thoughts! We'll start towards the beginning:
Standing in front of the dressing room mirror, Rama hated what she saw. The dress was as awful as all of the others—too tight in some places, too low in others, and too short around her thighs. As she studied her reflection, she wanted to throw up. She prayed for the ground to open up and swallow her before Myra asked her what was wrong, why she was taking so long, and whether she planned to buy the dress. There were too many questions, and she didn’t feel like answering any of them. They were all too complicated, and she didn’t have the patience.
Here's one from a little later in the novel, somewhere around the middle:
Rama hadn’t thought about the investigation for over a week when Leda came to her in the cave. Her hands were on her hips and her face was stern. Rama set down the pitcher she’d filled with water. She didn’t have time for a lecture, but she doubted Leda cared. “Can we make this quick?” Rama asked. “I have to meet with Vincent.” “Ramachandra.” It was the first time she’d heard Leda use her full name, and the inflection in her voice made Rama’s skin prickle. “What is it? What’s wrong?” Leda’s eyes shifted around the room. “Why don’t you have a seat? Please.”
And last but not least, here's a little snippet from the end. Again, I'll try to avoid giving anything away:
“We need to talk to Vincent,” Rama said at dinner. “We?” Leda asked. “I can’t do it without you.” She stared at her hands, folded in her lap, and tried to choose the right words. “Leda, when I came here… I had no idea who I was or what I was doing. I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror without feeling sick.” Rama took a breath and risked a look at Leda. She was smiling. “Living here has changed me. You’ve taught me so much—not just about shifting, but about being comfortable in my own skin.” “Oh,” Leda said, “I didn’t teach you—” “Please,” Rama said. “I need your help. Come talk to Vincent with me. That’s all I ask.”
There's so much more of this novel I'd like to share with you guys, but I think everything else is a spoiler. Of course, I could just go ahead and write the novel as fast as I can so--oh, yeah. Actually, I think I'm going to do just that. God willing, I'll have it out as soon as I possibly can.
I love you guys so much. I just want you to know that.
What are you working on right now? What do you think of these snippets?
Curious about #Reflections? In this post, author @brianawrites shares some snippets from her latest novel. (Click to tweet)