Sitting in an uncomfortable, rounded, wooden chair I desperately attempted to tune out the battling sounds of children screaming, cutlery scraping incessantly across plates, and the ever-increasing whooshing of the coffee machine spitting out beverages in the small café. I searched the vault tucked away in my mind for something decent to write about, and as I pondered for the hundredth minute it hit me!
Today I’m going to reveal the title of my novel, and prologue while I’m in the throes of editing. Originally I was going to post a little sneak peek, but as I’m away on holiday next Sunday and access to the internet will be denied, I’ve decided to be generous and unveil it all. You lucky devils!
As I mentioned in my last post, my novel is indeed based on Werewolves with lots of contrasting ties to romance and action. After an endless search through the thesaurus, I realised I already had the title of my novel staring at me from the written pages. Annoyed at my stupidity I jumped with joy as I realised how perfectly fitting my title is.
OK, OK, I’ll stop with the mumbo jumbo and just tell you already! Ladies and gentlemen, the title of my novel is…..
I hope you are all as excited as I am to see/read this novel, and just to whet your appetite on this wonderful Sunday, here’s the prologue! Enjoy!
I’d been dreaming of him again. I couldn’t help it and I didn’t even know who he was, yet here I was for the second night in a row, waking with the vision of him seared into my mind. He was extremely handsome, tall and muscular. His hair was dark brown and cut short, and his eyes were an intense emerald green.
Unfortunately, I’d woken before anything good could happen. It was a nasty reminder that my arm really hurt, and that I needed to take some more painkillers.
Three nights before I’d been mugged! It had been my usual day of waking up, and rushing over to University to hear the lecturers babble on about making last-minute notes. Bearing in mind I have an exam at the end of the week; it was a waste of my time. I’m as prepared as much as I need to be, besides, I’m taking a creative writing course and everybody knows it’s all about spontaneity and our creative ability. After all, we’re not going to know what the exam is until we get there, so it’s not like we can prepare a story before! However, the lecturers stipulated that I had to attend the revision classes otherwise they’d fail me! How unfair is that?
After Uni I was scheduled to work at The Hybrid. I wait tables, pour drinks and listen to the constant chit-chat that fills the pub. It’s pretty boring, but the manager arranges my shifts around my Uni schedule so I can’t complain (much). I’ve been looking forward to the next few weeks to be over with for a while. I’ll be packing my bags and heading out to see the world. That’s the reason I took the job. I’ve saved every penny and not had a social life in years! The thought of writing a novel while travelling the world held so much appeal that I didn’t much care about ‘partying’. Besides, I live in Wales, and there’s no way I’m staying here a minute longer than is necessary.
I was shattered from another long day as I walked to my car after finishing work, and that’s when I was mugged! He came running at me, and yanked at my bag, scratching my arm in the process. I tried to grab it back, pulling as hard as I could, but it was no use, my attacker was much stronger than I was, and it all happened so fast! I had no idea how my brain even registered that I was being mugged. I guess reflexes really do work in the heat of the moment!
If you could call it luck, I had my car keys in my hand ready to open the car when he’d attacked me. However, everything else I carried like my phone and purse had been in my bag. My options were limited so I’d jumped in the car and headed towards the police station. By the time I got there I was a nervous wreck! Running on auto-pilot I recalled everything that happened. And that took forever!
The next day I’d gone to the doctors to have my arm checked. It had swollen and was extremely red and itchy. In my opinion, it looked like it was infected, but I was prescribed some strong painkillers and sent on my way. Nothing like a bit of sympathy!
It was still early and I had another day of revision ahead of me before my final exam tomorrow. Deciding I wouldn’t waste the morning moping in bed, I grabbed a pair of joggers and a t-shirt, laced up my trainers and headed out the door to take a walk in the woods. It was promising to be a glorious day, the sun was rising and cast beautiful pink and orange rays throughout the sky. I couldn’t resist the urge to sit on the bench for a few minutes and watch nature pass me by. It was so tranquil.
As I sat gazing at the sky my eyes began to sting, and my vision blurred, and like an elastic band, it snapped back into view, and I could see everything. I could see the minuscule rain droplets on the leaves across the path glisten in the sunlight. My ears popped with a loud bang as I sneezed, sending my senses into overdrive! I could smell bacon, wait, what? The nearest café is 20 minutes away! And the traffic! I can hear the cars speeding along the dual carriageway, and that’s miles from here!
I was obviously more tired than I’d thought, either that, or my painkillers were working really well. Odd how I hadn’t felt like this yesterday, though, perhaps I was having some delayed side effects! Were hallucinations even classed as a side effect? Oh, gosh, wouldn’t that just be my luck! There was noise coming at me everywhere I turned, yet there wasn’t anybody here!
I ran back home, dashing into the house, and grabbed my towel intent on going to the shower. I waited for the water to warm up and hoped it would ease away the tension. My stomach was in knots, and I had that horrible gut feeling that something wasn’t right with me. What was going on?
I lathered up my favourite coconut body wash and scrubbed down my body, avoiding the scratches on my arm. Wait a minute… They’ve gone! My arm is completely healed! How could that be? Less than 2 hours ago I was taking painkillers to help ease the pain! I stared at my arm again and noticed a faint scar in the shape of a bite mark. Huh, that’s weird! I’m sure I hadn’t been bitten there before!
I gathered my towel around me and headed for the door when a wave of nausea hit me. I stumbled to the floor and a loud crack penetrated my skull. Crying out in pain, I felt a weird tickle in my mind. A loud dominant male’s voice boomed through my thoughts.
‘You have been branded. You are a Werewolf!’
11 thoughts on “Sunday Shenanigans”
WOW WOW WOW JB. awesome blog post. Your novel sounds delish chick…..my best friend is so clever xxxx
Thanks so much sweetie! I was so nervous when I pressed publish! Hehe! xxxx
Well I guess you would be. Bold move. But I am in awe of your post. It’s fantastic xx
Thanks a lot hun! Means a lot! xxxx
You are welcome you deserve it xx
I enjoyed the descriptions of her realization of her new senses. Important experience of the newly-turned. I’m eager to see who sired her. I know you’re excited as ever to finally get the whole book out =).
Thank you! I feel like laughing devilishly because I know and you don’t…yet! 😉
Thanks for your thoughts, much appreciated! Hopefully, if I can get through these rewrites, I’ll be on the virtual shelves come December. *Looks at calendar and panics!*
Haha! December is right around the corner. Yikes! I’ll be in full support of your book. Best of luck to the busy month of November. Still, I don’t know if I’m participating in NaNoWriMo because I’m looking to be finished with my book this week. Taking on 50,000 words while trying to shove my first installment out is gonna annihilate me. >.<
As much as I love this time of year, it’s flying by too quickly! Oh, thank you! I just hope I can meet my deadline! I’m quite optimistic about it!
I know what you mean, I have decided to skip it this year. Between my work life and all other projects I haven’t enough time to squeeze it in! Congratulations in advance – it is such an achievement! Yes, you’d be needing the immortality of a Vampire to stay on target for both works! Who needs sleep anyway?
Right! And as writers, we don’t get enough sleep as it is. I’ll prepare better for the month of November next year. It came up on me so fast; I can’t believe it’s Friday!
I’ll definitely keep up with your blog and book. And you’ve got your deadline under control.
Here’s to no sleep.
Yes that’ll be my plan too! Thanks again!