Posts Tagged ‘ urban fantasy ’

Black Alice II: Interlude One

January 26, 2012
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Black Alice II: Interlude One

The thing about sharing head space with the shadow is that she never stops. She doesn’t do anything that even resembles sleep. She doesn’t even do anything like rest. She’s in constant motion, like a shark swimming round and round so it doesn’t die. Which means I don’t ever stop, either. I haven’t actually slept since I was a little girl, in the hospital after the storm that vomited me up onto that beach in Galveston. Even then, I wasn’t asleep. I was drugged. But we’ll get to that later. When I was young and the shadow and I were new to each...

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Black Alice II: 2) Evacuate the Dance Floor

January 16, 2012
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Black Alice II: 2) Evacuate the Dance Floor

In the background the screaming started. My shadow and I heard the shrill sound leaping from one mouth to the next as panic spread through the crowd like wildfire. It began behind us, where a dead woman was falling to the ground after having had the bad luck to dance between us and the shooter. The other dancers saw the blood, their fallen friend, and started in on turning this party into a riot. Heart rates soared and the air was alive with throbbing music, adrenaline, flashing lights and screams. It was dizzying, feeling the ebb and flow of...

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Black Alice II: 1) Girl’s Night Out (edited)

January 9, 2012
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Black Alice II: 1) Girl’s Night Out (edited)

The music was so loud I could feel it rattling my fillings, a synthesized techno beat with a bass line that shook the floor and vibrated through the walls. Some overly auto-tuned gal was moaning along while colored lights strobed over walls draped in metallic fabric, and out on the dance floor people were gyrating and dry-humping. I sat at our table, glaring into my over-priced, watered-down drink, head pulsing as my shadow writhed in ecstasy. She loved it. The club was deliberately poorly-lit, and the flashing laser light and wildly spinning spotlights made it easy for my shadow to writhe...

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Black Alice Book II: Announcement

January 3, 2012
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Teaser: Someone important is getting shot in the throat. Also, those of you with ophidiophobia are about to start having a bad time.

This is the point in the manuscript where, embarrassed, I am forced to announce "Oops. We wrote ourselves into a corner, and need to go back and fix some of that garbage."

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Black Alice II: 6) Honey, I’m Home

December 19, 2011
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Climbing into our cab was a relief. The shadow stretched out into the ambient darkness as the cabbie pulled away from the curb, and I felt my shoulders loosen as she spread out, the sensation like exhaling after holding my breath for too long. I actually had a tension headache pinching behind my eyes. She purred in my head at the meager freedom and commenced cataloging the myriad of upsetting tastes and scents ground into the upholstery and footwells.

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