Wow. It’s been a crazy day. I’ve been chatting with editors, learning what works, and what doesn’t. I had a crazy scare that maybe this wasn’t the competition for me. Then got revamped and said “the hell it is!” I’m working slowly to finish my novel. It’s like three more chapters and I’ll be done. Just three more and I have a month to do it! I’m really excited about this whole process.
Here’s what I’m learning is that there is nothing to lose. Absolutely nothing. Here’s the point: No matter what happens, no matter the result this is the best competition and fun I’ve been a part of for a while. Let me include you in some things 🙂
Here was my First Page Entry:
The dense sucking sound of the bullet slamming into his side made bile rise to his throat just before fire and agony spread in its wake. The mansion was big enough to hide too many enemies, and he had to get to his charge. He grunted, shutting down emotionally as much as he could to ignore the pain. He couldn’t afford to stop now. Too much was at stake. He had to keep going, but he’d brought Lei, the only Watcher not busy at the moment, with him on this mission, and he knew the immortal would open his mouth sooner or later, and Sevani’s determination would go with it.
“Old and slow. Man, you gotta see Valerie soon for some more seeds.”
Sevani chose not to respond, even if inside he smiled-just a little mind you. Standing a hair over six foot three with cropped blond hair and dancing green eyes Lei was what Valerie called a prime piece of meat. His slender frame belied the strength in his body, and the accuracy of his shot. The man could shoot the wings off a fly without even taking time to aim. He’d also been the warrior that had absorbed the changes over time. He’s gravitated to human technology and their weapons specifically. Even now, clad in black cargo pants, boots, and a fitted t-shirt the man was covered in guns. Two handguns were strapped to his hips, an assault rifle slung across his back, two more guns strapped to his thighs and under his arms. Sevani would bet the man even had a couple tucked into his boots and the band of his pants. Valerie, by contrast, was the only female of the Watchers, and the (cough) strongest of them all. Born immortal, she carried with her the seeds of immortality, something that he, Lei, and Alexander had to consume at least once every fifty years to stave off death and aging. She didn’t need any weapons. When she fought it was with her bare hands, and it was a sight. She could just as quickly rip a man’s head off his shoulders as hug him. She’d done it enough during his lifetime. He may be thousands of years old but he wasn’t old. He still looked no more than being in his early thirties.
“Quiet, Lei, and shoot; or are you getting old?” A gun blasted just shy of his ear and he knew Lei had taken down the man who’d shot Sevani. With his ear ringing now he growled at Lei and kept moving.
“One down, who knows how many more to go,” Lei quipped with a smile and shot past him at a dead run. They’d fought, and survived, enough scrapes together in their existence to not have to direct each other during battle. They moved in opposite directions, Lei firing his handgun and reloading clips with dizzying speed, even as Sevani swung his sword. “Gods save humans and their infernal technology,” he thought to himself, “I like my sword.”
Here is my Synopsis Challenge Entry:
Sevani, a Watcher for the goddess Freya, is a tortured man who killed his wife in a jealous rage and doesn’t believe in love, tasked to kill Ayah Miller. Sevani can’t do it, especially since Ayah’s carrying his dead wife’s soul. Ayah wants nothing more than rest after burying her father until an immortal appears in her bedroom and telling her someone is trying to kill her and ‘sleeping’ is the last thing on her mind. Ayah doesn’t think Sevani wants her as much as his former wife. Together they must defeat a goddess if their love is to survive…or die trying.
So there it is…
I wanted to make sure I’m sharing with EVERYONE my experience here…no matter the result. Thank you Sytycw2013!
Happy reading and writing