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WRITING SAMPLES
Chapter Samples
The Harrison Files - Chapter 1
This is chapter one of Phaidra's first adventure. Phaidra is hired as a bodyguard by a popular television star after the actor's co-stars have all been murdered.
When your job includes killing people for money, the first lesson you learn is: sleep lightly. You never know when you might have to make a fast escape.
Apparently that lesson didn’t take with me, because I didn’t know someone had broken into my apartment until a hand clamped over my mouth, pressing my head into the pillow.
I couldn’t see much in the dim light coming from my alarm clock. Tall, muscular. His hand was callused and very strong. He stank of stale sweat and beer, and his nasally voice reminded me of an acquaintance whose nose has been broken a few times.
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The Disciples of Ezekiel - Chapter 1
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Short Stories
"Only One"
I haven't a clue why I wrote this. Maybe it was just a dialect practice.
Only one person in the world knows what I done, and I
plan to keep it that way. That’s not hard to do when the rest of ‘em are
dead.
And that warn’t easy, let me tell you. If you think it’s nothin’
to bury five bodies by yourself, well, let’s just say yer smokin’ somethin'
that ain’t tobaccy.
Yer probably wonderin’ how it happened. You got time for
a bit of story, right? Hah! That was a joke, see? Jes’ you sit there and
listen.
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"Scrambled"
This was a short story I wrote for a writing class. I believe the object was to write something from the point of view of an inanimate object.
OK, so I’m sitting there, freezing my ass off, no clue where I’m at. It’s pitch black in there. And then I’m feeling around and realize, hey, I don’t have an ass. What the hell? And I don’t have hands either. Holy shit, now I’m really scared. I realize I’m sitting in this cup thing, it’s sort of cupping my not-ass, you know? Damn, if only I could see, I says. Wouldn’t you know it, as soon as I say that, bam! there’s so much light I’m freakin’ blind. I mean, damn, what was that, like a 100-watt or something? Before I can get my bearings, this thing grabs me. It’s like this claw from hell or something. But it’s warm, so I think, Well, it can’t be all that bad.
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