I post a little snippet of something on most Fridays. It may be an excerpt, a piece of flash, or a chapter from a serialized novel. Check back often, or follow the blog to make sure you don’t miss any of the fun!
If I hadn’t dropped my yoga mat, the bus never would have hit me.
“To your left you will see what is called a painting – an ancient form of art, utilized by humans from pre-history through the late 23rd Earth century. The artist is unknown, but it clearly depicts the first hail of the Alcorian Empire in 2384. The messenger stands with his arms held high, welcoming his kin to their new home. Many believe that this event marked the end of humanity, while Alcorian historians deem it the most important event in our people’s history…”
The clacking of Charlene’s high heels echoed down the narrow cement hallway as she followed behind the burly institution guard. He kept glancing over his lump of a shoulder to ogle her. She gave him a saccharine smile every time and put an extra flutter in her lashes, which almost had him tripping over his own feet. Distracted was good.