Monday, February 10, 2014

Chapter 2 of The Unknown

Chapter 2
    My heart throbs harshly as Voids near us closer. One of the Void’s stopped in front of me, their hard metallic finger under my chin, and the Void forces me to look into the black glass, we call eyes. I jerked back feeling the urge to club the Void with a bat.
    “If it wasn’t for Miss. Hawnkin, you all would be dead,” the Void remotely spits out.
    “What is that suppose to mean?” Lupin shouts to the Void that just touched me.
    “Shut up inferior species!”
    Lupin groans when I elbow him in the side. Our eyes met for a moment of anger and protectiveness. The Voids froze in their perfect positions. Just as the silence fell over the room the Voids hurried out the front door. Breaths huffed out once the door clicked shut. A large explosion shook the house.
I stood up saying, “We need to leave this place now.”
“For once I agree with you.” Callime replies
Joseph, Lupin, Camille, and I all made eye contact before rushing to our rooms to gather our stuff. What the Void still lingers in my head of why he would say that. I tossed that thought aside to come up with a plan to escape Carthage Missouri. A map of Carthage in hand while I run back into the kitchen.
A big, blue duffel bag bulges as it is being filled with cans of food and non-perishable items. I Smoothed the wrinkles map onto the counter. My hands fumble with opening of the red marker’s cap off. Soon everyone else stands beside me quizzically.
“We need to go undetected from the Voids. The crumbling sewage systems are no longer in use.” I continue saying while marking the path on the map, “We will use the sewages to move quickly and quietly out of this town.”
“Brilliant idea, Sister.”
“Lets hurry up and get out of here.” Camille desperately said.
“We can head to my ancestors reservation as a safety house. Which isn’t too far from our existing point.” Lupin states
We nod at each other.  
“We should wait until the sun goes down. That way the dark will cover us better when we are on the move.” Joseph piped in


The small living room light only came by a flickering flame curdling in the fireplace. It came time to finally make risky steps to our freedom. I grabbed a cup of ice water that was left over from Joseph and poured the rest in the fireplace. The sizzle of the flame going out gave off a weird silence.
Joseph lead us through our squeaky back door with a flashlight in his  right hand. Each of us hunched over so not to be seen by neighbors as we  sneak our way in a beat up drainage pipe about 20 yards behind my house. Camille clenches the back of Joseph’s navy blue sweat shirt.
“This place reeks of death and people’s shit. I think I’m gonna vomit.”
Camille gaged on.
“This is the best way we can get out of the city without being seen by the Void’s so breathe out of your mouth and think of the amazing freedom we will have once we get to Lupin’s reservation.” I pat out.
“ugh! Fine!” Camille grunted.
We trailed down a narrow musky tunnel full of scavenging rodents. Camille sure was right because the aruma was overbearing to the point of wanting to actually puke your guts up. Camille and Joseph trudged in front of Lupin and I who made sure we didn’t slip in the gross sludge.
The wiz of a Void’s patrol cruiser above us stopped us in our tracks. Voices hummed through the tunnels. The lining in these tunnels must be thin, for I know no one has use these sewages for many years. Foot steps thudded louder as it got closer. Soon the ruckus stops; leaving us standing still.
After several turns we made it to the end of the disgusting sewages. The night breeze tingled my skin. Glancing back I could see the victorian homes with a slight glow of the candles and fireplaces illuminating the rooms. The United States is advanced in technology, but for us poor people who normally bunch several families in one house have barely enough of anything to get by. The Black cruisers go down each street slowly watching for any signs of betrayal to the almighty Septimus. I may of not ever seen the cruel bastard, but soon as I do he will pay for all the pain he has caused on us all.
Ahead lay creepy woods ready to engulf any hope with it. The tall trees with a bushy top blanketed the stars and moon out. nocturnal animals screeched their sounds to each other. Foot steps eventually became distinct as time went by. Lupin and I lead the group to our destination.
A dirt road opened up to primrose trees on either side.The flowers cocoon themselves with their rich pink color. At the end of the road stood  a enormous log house. Next to the house was a black barn .
“Here we are guys. My reservation.” Lupin said
“I wasn’t expecting it to be so big.” Camille said in awe.
We advanced to the narrow door cautiously. The anticipation was eating away at me. The comfort of finally getting away from the Void’s was going to explode. Lupin turned the silver door knob; slowly opening the door. A woman with wavy extremely long blonde hair and ocean blue eyes sat on a maroon couch which took up most of the living room. Curtains, two other recliners, and the walls match the couch with the mixer of reds.
Lupin’s eyes went wide of shock. The Woman elegance swiftly went over to Lupin’s side. Her long fingers stroked Lupin’s cheek gently. A prick of jealousy wanted to punch this chick in the face for even thinking about touching Lupin.
Just when Joseph and Camille caught up to us at the door steps I ask rudely, “Who the hell do you think you are touching Lupin?”
“I’m Lupin’s aunt, Aunt Cindy.” She announces to everyone in a strong tone. She continues, “I was expecting you guys to come here searching for security and freedom.”
“How would you know when-” I tried asking, but cut off by Lupin.
“Aunt Cindy was a psychic who died less than a year ago! How the fuck did you stay alive?!”
“Calm down Lupin. We will discuss all of this tomorrow, but for right now all of you should go get some rest. Tomorrow is a very busy day.” Cindy demanded
Lupin was about to protest, but Cindy put one finger up and shook her head no. Cindy is surely being a bitch who is treating Lupin like a child. My glitter a glare at Cindy making sure I don’t trust her. Cindy’s smile twists at the edges of her mouth as Lupin was dragging me down a dark hallway and up stairs. Joseph and Camille waked behind us awkwardly and not sure what they thought of the situation that just happened.
“Joseph, Camille, and Isabella, you guys can each have your own room. I will be sleeping downstairs.”
“Fine with me. I’m beat. Night guys.” Camille chimed in turning left and shutting the door behind her.
“Thank you Lupin, I owe you a lot man.” Joseph said turning right.
“So you decided to sleep downstairs with that bitch. I don’t like her and frankly I don't see myself cooperating with her.”
“I need answers to why she left me thinking she died. I don’t have parents and she was the only person I really got close to besides you guys.”
I started to walk away, “Whatever Lupin.”
Lupin grabs my arm and pulls me to him, “Trust me, Isabella, please.I hate her just as much as you do right now.”
Jerking my arm back and slamming the door on Lupin. I have a nasty temper, but lately it has intensified by a lot. The room held a baby blue taste to it. The ceiling and walls were painted like I was outside. The covers to the queen sized bed were a cute light blue color. Stripping down to my panties and long short sleeve shirt. I snuggled in the slightly cold bed, but once my body heat warmed up the bed quickly.


The darkness seeps into my pores. nesea settled in my stomach. A lump in the back of my throat burned. Cries choked out of my chapped lips. Two Voids have my parents on their knees with their hands tied behind their back. I stand in the door frame peaking through the crack. The white finger pulls the trigger back on a laser gun. Blood splatters everywhere. My dad falls on the ground heavily while my mom seems to be yelling at me. The words don’t reach me. My mom takes the same fate as my dad, but her last words I love you swirls in my head.
A hand grabbed mine, prying me away from my parent's death. I glanced to see Lupin moving me toward a city full of flying cars, big tall buildings, and surrounding the city is a large trench filled with blackish orange water. We stopped in the middle of a large empty bridge with no traffic keeping us away from the city.
“You lost your parents to Septimus’s robots….you're about to lose me to aren’t ya?”
“Lupin, stop fucking talking like that!” I screamed at him wiping tears from my cheeks.
Lupin turns his head at me. His laughter cracked the air. Lupin was crushing my hand with his. Then one strain at a time from the tip of his other fingers, turned into grey ashes flowing into the trench.  I tried regaining his grip of his hand, but nothing was left except the  image of his brown irises twinkling with tears.
“Lupin, where are you!”
I gasp for air gripping on the blanket so hard my fingers were cramping. Sobs rattled my rib cage. A gentle hand was put on my sweaty back. Looking up to see Lupin in his dark blue silk pajamas. His brown eyes searching for me to be okay.
“Your okay. another bad dream?”
I nodded while a sensation of shaking started to take over my body. Lupin must not leave me. Fear of losing him had me so shooken up. I already lost my parents to that monster.
“Please, stay here!” I say in desperation
I pull on his sleeve to gesture him to lay next to me. Lupin curled up next to me pulling him against his chest. The tears dampened Lupin’s shirt a bit as I started to bawl into it. Having him so near fills me with relief that I didn’t lose him. Sleep prevailed again while It took me back under.

Just so you guys know these two chapters I gave to you are just rough drafts :) hope you enjoy.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Life as an Author!

Had a blast when bestie, @MaddiC123   came over last night. We partied until our eye lids drooped in the darkness. We watched "This is the End" and "Bad Grandpa" both epic, funny movies that I highly recommend watching. Then this morning after scarfing down some breakfast pizza Bestie helped dye my hair a darker brown. Thank you!!

Setting up interviews, and getting word out for my book has it's ups and downs. I'm currently working on the middle, which is all I really have left. Then once I'm done I will start editing and formatting this bad boy! Woot Woot!! I love building on the relationship between Lupin and Isabella because they have been best friends since a tragic accident with her parents and Lupin was there to protect Isabella. Sure her brother, Joseph, was there to keep Isabella safe too, but it doesn't compare to how exhilarating the tension between the two friends become through out my book. *Hint* there will be some pretty hot and heavy scenes with Lupin and Isabella.

Monday, January 27, 2014

The Uknown Chapter 1

Here is my chapter one! enjoy!
Chapter 1
The faint breeze chills my bare skin. My long, golden, brown, hair tickles my nose and back. A floating sensation made my stomach twist and turn. I grinded my teeth to keep the pain subdued as it washed over me in waves. My hazel eyes flutter open to a gruesome site. My strength that I normally had shrunk with the fear overbearing on my shoulders.
Buildings collapsing because the flames consume them. Ashes descend to the scarlet ground like snow flakes. Smothering smoke collects around the fallen debri. Screams and cries echo off of the remaining skyscrapers. At the top of a hill stood a man whose posture arose tall and victorious. His long, straight, hair sticks to his white lab coat that went to his ankles.
A twinkle in his crystal blue eyes spoke, “Isabella, this world is mine, I created this beautiful disaster, and now it’s time for you to depart from your securities to join me. Join me!”
I wanted to scream, to move, to do anything besides being here at this wretched place.The balls of my heels seemed to be glued to the hot cement.
“Join me Isabella, or your friends and family will perish along with you!” The man demanded
Move Damit Move!
The Earth suddenly opened underneath me. I was rapidly falling into a dark abyss of nothing. My hands tried to grasp onto anything that would keep me from splattering on whatever I was going to land on. A warm rush of air stung my face and popped my ears. Bright lights flashed over my eyes causing me to put my forearm over them. Soon as the lights dimmed, black, tall silhouettes came into view.  
Many voices put in one speaks its way in my head, “Isabella, we know all of this frightens you, but you must listen to us. Man kind is corrupted by their ignorance and stupidity. I am partially to blame ourselves for creating part of the chaos. You are the chosen one to vanquish such tragedy.”   
“Why me? Who are you people? And who the hell is that monster I saw earlier?” Finally regaining my outburst.
“All do in time, you will figure out those valuable questions you seek.”
Those last few words pounds in my mind as I gasp for air. My whole body covered in cold sweats. The sun shines through the blinds making a dusty haze. I always hated those weird nightmares where I ended up having those “Shadow People” show up. I named them that after their first attempt in my dreams as a young child. Just last week I turned 19, only to have my birthday be short lived with friends and older brother, Joseph, Hawnkin.
I toss aside my violette, cotton, quilt and thin layer of sheets. The cold wooden floors sent chills through my bare feet to my sore muscles from being a curled up ball when I was asleep. Glancing over at a identical twin size bed and matching covers to see they were neatly placed back on the bed. Camille Hathaway, my best friend since birth, was always a neat freak.
Walking into the dim hallways as voices carried its way softly to my ears. My night gown tickled my ankles while it swished every step I take.  Looking into a mirror right now would probably be horrifying because my hair is in a tangle of curls and my freckles would scream “hello”. Everyone tends to adore my freckles, but me, on the other hand despises them.  
Camille sits on a faded brown couch with her legs propped up on coffee table. She wears a yellow and white dress that skims her knees as she  chiseled at her nails with a nail filer. Lupin Skyhawk and Joseph stand around the a blue, marble, counter that separates the living room and kitchen. Lupin wears a white, beater protruding his muscles and dark complected skin. His shoulder length copper hair nicely pulled back in a ponytail. Lupin has always been there for Joseph and I when our parents died as we were children. Joseph’s grey beater torn here and there a bit showing his lean body. Joseph’s auburn hair sways into his deep azure eyes. Both twenty year old men pulling off grey sweat pants.
“You okay Isabella? You look like you just seen a ghost.”  
“I’m fine, Lupin. Thank you for asking. I just had another horrid nightmare.”
“Ya know, Isabella you could take some of my extremely awesome sleeping pills. They normally knock me out in minutes and I dream bout happy little things.” Camille states without looking at me.
“um, no. I don’t want to self medicate myself. Plus I have a feeling that would cause my nightmares to worsen.” I said rolling my eyes.
I sat next to Lupin on a steel stool making my butt cold. Joseph glared at me as I jerk the cereal box of captain crunch out of  his hands. My grin spread across my flushed cheeks. Lupin chuckled at our sibling rivalry.
“soo, Joseph how’s that whole crush with Camille going?”
“Isabella, shut up now!” Joseph growled.
Camille looked up wide eyed, but knowing he has always had a crush on her. Camille loved to tease my brother, but always fails because when he is under pressure or any emotion whatsoever escapes towards her, he collapses into complete ignorant, asshole, spitting knowledge at us all.
At first it started as a soft humming, but turned into a loud blaring siren. Panic hit us all as we scattered to our rooms to clean our appearance. Voids, or Septimus’s robotic soldiers, has come to expect us poor to take as his cruel experiments. The wealthy and government officials have shuttled themselves on planet Mars. Septimus ranes Earth with his iron fists.
My hands fumble to put on my long, crispy, orange dress. Camille applies her makeup quickly while I slip on black flats and braid my hair back. Normally my repulsion for dresses is brought on with tight jeans and lovely shirt, but Voids require us women to wear dresses. The men have to wear their best attire too.
Camille and I met the guys in the front room. Both Joseph and Lupin had a button up, long sleeve shirt with black slacks. Lupin ruffles his hair a bit to get the ponytail crease out. We all sat on the couch nervous; ready to take on a Void if it were to ever take one of us. Camille daps at her wet cheeks. She was usually the weakest out of us to break down and go on a full blown panic attack.
“Camille it be okay. I nor any of the boys will let the Voids take you away from us.” I comforted Camille by putting my hand on hers.
Three intense knocks had me sit up straighter. I’m glad I stashed a laser gun in the seams of my panties. If any of those Voids touch any of my friends or brother wrong I will put a hole in their mechanical heads. Voids enter with full set of white and black armor. Black slits looks upon us as their next meal to dig into.
Not over my dead body you soulless monsters.           

Just so you readers know this is only a rough draft and I plan on revising it by the time I'm done with my entire book. Me being me ended up writing how it ended so now I'm writing of how it began. silly me :p

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Smash'n with The Doctor

To a weekend full of Bestie time and wacky girls annoying me. Bestie and I got to see the Doctor!!! AHH!! can you believe that???? I CAN!! Thank you to my Bestie, Madeline Courtney, not only did she get a wonderful birthday wish, but she gave me one too. That night spent ghost hunting in Bestie's woods with her sister's friends and her sister's boyfriend. The fear iced my veins, but urged me on to keep moving forward. My wicket cackle made a good portion of the group to go running back toward the house. I had to lol

I made a better beginning of my book The Knowing. criticism on your book is always best when you first type it up.  It helps to open your eyes and make the book twice as amazing. Thank you Amy Good for helping me out :) I greatly appreciate the help. Bestie has read anything of mine since the fifth grade. :) If I need opinion on something I always go to her for the advice.

Bye! P.S, We really didn't get to see the Doctor....We wish though :(

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Cruelty Demolishs the Youth

I personally think that Jason Isaacs should play as Septamus, the evil scientist, in my book. Scarlett Johansson should play as Isabella, the main badass character that over comes so many obstacles. My book shall be my greatest work of all time. "If time is not real, then the dividing line between this world and eternity, between suffering and bliss, between good and evil, is also an illusion." states Herman Hesse. The time has come to reveal such exquisite qualities of each of my wonderful characters. I wish y'all a glorious day to follow my blog and my twitter.


Saturday, January 4, 2014

The Tree of Life

My niece, nephew, mom, and I all sat in our white mash mellow Chevy Aveo car, parked behind a pale white Cadillac. We were all out on our errands before the big winter storm hit our growing town. A dark complected man wobbled to our car when all my sense went into high gear. My mom and I quickly locked the other doors while the man tried opening up the passenger door. The thought that occurred in my head was I would grab my mom's coffee mug only to beat the guy in the head several times if he got into the car. The man soon realized it wasn't his car and was saying sorry. My older sister came back and was telling us the man was saying hi and other words that my sister had no understanding of. Right after that the man comes out waving his brown hand at us and the other hand held a twelve pack of Miller Light.

Adventures and experiences like the one above help with coming up with extravagant story lines, characters, and scenes in my books and short stories. I'm not the type of girl to just sit around being a bum, but I'm the type who explores new discoveries to plot out my next big move in my paper to pencil ratio. To better understand your surroundings and characters' personality is to truly understand what they feel. Which in this case makes me a bloody brilliant author if you may ask. Normally it takes a lot of time and patients out of me. Sometimes I sorely lack both of those qualities, for I'm either up and about doing something or someone needs me. I will put forth the effort in making books and stories...heck I even go for simple poetry.


Wednesday, January 1, 2014

New Years Eve Festa

To a wild night of eating, drinking soda and sparkling grape wine (non alcoholic), and partying most of the night! From dancing to music out in the brisk night to girl talk we had a blast of fun. We set a fort in my sister's room to all settle down. I lay on my side staring at my sister's perfume bottles while the silence sways back and forth in the cluttered room.

Ideas flowing on paper like a water fountain spewing out water. Over the break I've been researching, getting description of the multiple places in The Unknown. I also started in the very beginning of how Isabella behaves. More is to come with this amazing book!!!

Tata for now my friends!!!!!