Believe it or not I didn’t think you were going to get this post.
I knew I could and should finish the scene I’ve had in mind for so long, but I’ve been a bit lazy today and tired, if I’m to be honest. I was up at 4:30 this morning and didn’t have much of a nap this afternoon, probably due to washing clothes from 5:00 to 7:15, then going out a short time after to get some good, powerful coffee. After that I came home, watched some TV, went out for lunch, watched more TV–
And then sat down to write.
I only needed four hundred and twenty-two words to finish the scene and to my surprise I knocked that off in about twenty-five minutes, which is like my writing of old. It was fast and quick and Chapter Twenty-Eight now has almost three thousand words to its credit.
While I have three more scenes to write I won’t get to them today, and it’s likely I won’t get to them until tomorrow afternoon because I’m going to be on TV tomorrow about noon and I need to leave here about 11 or so to get to the station. No, really: it’s a true story, bro.
Here you go: the last of the rune dream. Oh, and I should warn you: Annie’s gonna say something you might find a bit… surprising.
But then Annie’s like that, isn’t she?
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017, 2018 by Cassidy Frazee)
You transition back to your “regular” self, the one you showed for thirteen years before discovering your female side. You check your bow tie and give it a little tug as soon as you’re certain everything changed. “Right back where I started.”
“I can see that.” Annie wraps her arms around your shoulders and gives you a long, slow kiss. “I so hope we get a lot of time together after this. There’s something else we haven’t done in the last nine months—at least face-to-face.”
You don’t require much more information to know of what she speaks. “Well, after debriefing we’ll insist that we get some down time, or…”
She smiles as soon as you stop speaking. “Or, what?”
“Or, we don’t go back on the job. I mean, what’s the point of being gray if we can’t break some Guardian rules now and then?”
“I agree.” Annie chuckles. “After all, what’s the worst they can do? Revoke our field license?” She take two steps back before turning to her left. “All I want—” She slowly paces around the room. “I want to go somewhere quiet and peaceful, where all we need to do is sit around and listen to music and watch movies and have a much sex as possible.”
Now it’s your turn to laugh. “I could handle that.”
“I would hope so.” She gives you an evil-looking glance. “I mean, it’s not like I can’t keep you inside me for six hours straight.”
“Yeah—” You slide up behind your wife. “As I remember we were both wrecks the next day; we both were having trouble walking.”
“Pifft.” She waves off your concern with a laugh. “What’s the point of being witches who are experts in transformation crafting if we can’t use it once in a while to fuck all night?”
Just then Annie’s phone dings indicating another text message has arrived. She levitates the phone to her hand and checks the display. “Car will be here in fifteen minutes.”
“Which means it’ll be here in ten.” You check your jacket for your wallet, phone, and the invitations to the party while Annie retrieves her purse. “Take no chances tonight, right?”
“Absolutely.” Annie snaps her purse shut once her phone is in place. “Grab the targets and get out of there. Everything’s by the numbers.”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” You hold out your left arm for Annie to take. “We ready?”
She slides her right arm around your left. “As always.”
“Then let us—”
And there you have it. Now that the dream is over it means they’re walking up back in the world–
I wonder if there’s gonna be any follow-up to this?