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Even after everything, after all this time
You said you’d come and meet me, anyway
And I pause my life long enough
To get on that plane and risk what I have left
You’ve got me chasing dust devils
You’ve got me walking backwards and straight
To our past, where the wounds are raw
And the hurt is clear and sharp
The person you used to be, the one
I thought I knew, was never there at all
And I am finding that out just now —
These newfound discoveries have sent me reeling
The feelings have all run away
But what you’ve done comes back
From time to time
I just want to forget you
I want to but I need answers
For all those years ago
When you suddenly left with
Just a message on my phone
Fast forward to today and I
Am just finding things out
But not straight from you
No, never straight from you
Maybe it will be different this time,
Four thousand miles away from home
In a foreign land where I can leave you
When this long overdue talk is finally done and over with.
It’s been a while since I posted the first chapter of a short horror/paranormal/romance story. The next scene was already in my head but there was so much to do… You’ve heard it all before, the excuses that don’t make a good writer. Haha. But here is the next chapter, for what it’s worth. It’s longer than the first one but I think this is the point where things begin to get more interesting for our main character, Jane. Read on to follow her story…
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I know, I know. It’s been long (WAY too long) since I last posted here. And now I’m back, with a personal note, too! What the hell happened? A finished story (finally!) happened, that’s what. (Click here if you want to see the rough — really rough — draft.) While I am editing that piece, I felt like starting its book 2 is too much as of the moment. So I decided to take on the challenge of my co-worker/friend (Hi, Abbey!) to write something. And wrote it I did, which is what this post is about. (I’ll get to that in a bit. Hold your horses, whoa.) So basically, the story she challenged (“dared” was the word used, if I remember correctly) me to create and post here is about this certain man I have taken into as a subject of my “fluffy harmless observation time.” He’s a C-level Executive, he’s good-looking and it looks like that type of character is all the rage for quite some time. So I thought, “Why not write a story about that?” Except. EXCEPT it is nothing like “Fifty Shades of Grey.”
I honestly wanted to write a light romantic comedy, after having just finished with a particular story. But then something happened: I was nodding off to dreamland and a scene started playing in my head. And I thought, “Wait, wait. Why not make him the devil in the main character’s eyes?” And that, my friends, started the story. It’s supernatural with a twist of romance. I want to throw in horror somewhere there, too. Here’s the plot:
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Strike at Midnight 