Now that I've decided to break the second story arc into two books, I've been writing away at the third book in the series. I really want to get it all written so I can make sure there's nothing I'll need planted in the second book for the third.
I'm afraid that that writing out this whole story arc at once is going to delay the release of the second book from my original target date, which is why I never announced it. On the bright side, as soon as I finish the draft of the third arc, then I'll have a better idea of when I can have the second book out, as well as the third. These two might hit very close together. For readers who like series books, this is good news. There's nothing like having to wait a whole year or more between books.
But, how about a sneak peek? Mind you, this is in absolute rough draft state. Right out of Celtx. By the way, it looks like their Android version is now out, so the second I finish writing this blog, I'm off to look for it - Yippee! Anyway, here is your sneak peek preview of book 2. Enjoy.
Steigan awakens from dreams of fighting gargaxes among wood, stone, and fire. He looks around the room searching for enemies in the now familiar room. Morning light pushes against the curtains in the window.
Getting up, he gets dressed and leaves his room. He quietly slips down the hallway and out the door.
He heads into Searn's barn and finds an empty stable toward the back. Inside he closes the gate behind him, puts a rope over the door post, a squats down in the corner and covers his face with his hands.
Steigan (thought): Not today. Not now. Control it.
His body starts to shake. Already he knows it's going to be bad. His throat still hurts from the dry screams of two nights ago when he'd been awoken in the middle of the night. He hadn't made it out of the house then and had feared that his thrashing would awaken Searn and his wife. Searn had enough to worry about without knowing about Steigan's nearly nightly tremors. He grabs his ankles and puts his head on his knees, starting to rock back and forth. The pain racks through him.
His first scream is silent, head thrown back against the wooden wall. His breath comes in ragged gasps. For a moment, just a moment, he feels released. Maybe it won't be as bad as before. Maybe he's overcoming whatever this is.
His arms start to tremble anew.
Steigan (whispering): Miex'calidori.
The alien sound of his own voice frightens him. He tries to whisper the word again, but no sound comes.
Pain stabs through his gut. He chokes on the sound of a scream that wants to come out. He next scream seems to come right out from his feet, pulsing pain through his entire body.
He closes his eyes and wills the pain away, but it doesn't go, rather instead coming on with another powerful wave.
Steigan awakes with a start, not realizing that he'd passed out from the pain.
Searn peers over the top of the gate.
Searn: Steigan, what are you doing in here? Are you all right?
Steigan tries to speak, but no words come out. With a shrug, he nods and gets up.
Searn: Seriously, what are you doing out here? You can't tell me that a pile of straw is more comfortable than your bed.
Steigan shrugs again.
Searn: You don't know what you're doing out here?
Steigan nods.
Searn: Sleep walking?
Steigan nods again.
Searn: Don't worry. I did the same at your age. You'll grow out of it.
If you liked it, let me know. If you sweet talk me, I might just release more! :)
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