I’m going to try this, and we’ll see how long I stick to it. The goal here is to share a snippet of whatever I’m working on every Wednesday. I really do want to try to establish a more regular blogging schedule. One more thing on the interminable to-do list, I guess.
For this week’s “What I’m Writing Wednesday,” I thought I’d share the opening lines of NETHER. I shared it on Facebook this morning as well. I’m kind of surprised by how emotional I am over this book. Highs and lows, and the knowledge that I’m going to be both excited (because I can’t wait to share this story with you guys) and sad to see HIDDEN end. The words “I am Molly Brooks…” have been part of my life for four years now, since Molly became Molly in that third draft of what became “Lost Girl.” It’ll feel kind of weird to start a novel without them.
Without further ado, here are the beginning lines of NETHER:
My name is Molly Brooks.
Not many know me by that name.
To them, I’m the Angel.
I can’t even think either of those two words with a straight face.
And yet, here I am.
The people of my city are becoming accustomed to seeing me soaring in, wearing my customary black, and punching whoever needs to get punched.
They’ve seen me freeze troublemakers with a word.
And they believe the spin our government has put out about me.
It helps them sleep better at night.
What they don’t know, in general, is that the villains don’t listen to me out of fear or respect.
They listen because they can’t not listen. Because I have control of their mind and actions, and that unless they’re mentally strong, they don’t have a chance in hell of fighting back.
They don’t know that I can steal the abilities of those around me, that I feed off of emotions and power. They don’t know that, should I ever lose my mind, there’s not a whole lot that can stop me.
Lucky for them, I have no goddamn intention of losing myself again. Ever.
I have fought my way back from death. Torture. I have been at the edge of the abyss, and I’m still here.
I have been captive. I have had to fight for myself. I have been bonded to the immortals, possessed by an angry primordial being. And where she was, where Nether lived in my soul, I feel emptiness now.
And I welcome it.
For the first time in my entire life, I am learning exactly what I am. Who I am.
I was a lost girl.
I was a freak.
And, now, I’m figuring out what it means to be me, to live by my own terms, to stop dancing to the tune set by those who came before me.
And I swear on everything I am that I am going to make it a good one.
that I’m going to be the hero I’ve always wanted to be.
The woman I want to be.
I am done playing games,
fighting what I am.
This is my life.
And there will be no help for those who try to take it from me.
The book is almost done! About one more week of writing, then a couple of weeks of editing and tweaking. I am a bundle of nerves and emotions right now.
I’ll have another installment of EARTH BOUND for my newsletter lovelies on Friday. Have a great day!