Monday, August 30, 2010

ANOTHER Chapter 21 Teaser!

Did you hear that? I think that was the sound of Hell freezing over. Yep, I completed Chapter 21. So, as per the usual schedule, here's the official pre-chapter post teaser. :)

Tuesday morning started off as normal as every other day had. I was in the middle of watching Paula Dean add about a pound of butter to some dish that I didn’t even think needed butter in the first place when I got a text message.

Please don’t kill me! – Kellan

Before I could even reply, I got a phone call from Nikki.

“Hey. Are you going to clarify what Kellan’s text is about?” I laughed.

“Have you been on the internet at all today?” she asked, sounding slightly rushed.

“No. Why?”

“Stay off of it.”

“Any particular reason?” I asked, totally confused.

“Jackson was in an accident.”

For the three of you still reading C, CD, I'm sorry it took forever to get this chapter posted. I could blame it on the hospital stay or moving to NYC, but it was all pretty much just general laziness that kept me from opening up the doc. Surprise surprise, though. The days leading up to and the day of SBL, I couldn't stop writing. Word to the boys: I'll need you to hold an SBL concert every two weeks so I can get to crackin on this damn story. :P

So, the chapter turned out to be shorter than I thought. It's hovering around 13.5K right now, but I'm still editing so that'll probably change since I have a tendency to add rather than remove during the process.

Extra Goodies post tomorrow! :)


Con Amor Siempre,
Iris

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Chapter 21 Teaser!

I can't remember when it was that I posted Chapter 20. That's pretty bad, right? Well, seeing as how it's been a while and @BeckyInPhilly thinks it's awesome to cyberbully my ass, I thought I'd give you a teaser from something I wrote a few days ago when I couldn't sleep.

“Oh, come on!” I yelled.

Jackson settled his face in the crook of my neck and laughed.

“Oh, you think this is funny, do you?”

I shoved him off of me and went straight for the door. I swung it open and came face-to-face with a cheesy-grinned Graupner. Normally, I’d do anything for the dude, but he’d just interrupted an awesome moment.

It took half a second before he got a hold of the look on my face and then his eyes widened when Jackson’s laughter rang out from behind me. He looked at me, looked down, and then covered his eyes with his hand before turning around and mumbling something.

“Oh, no. You will face my wrath, dude,” I said as I tried to remove his hand from his face.

He kept swatting at me, trying to get me to leave him alone, but I wasn’t having any of that. The beanpole may have been more than a foot taller than me but I had no problem jumping on his back and making him pay for interrupting whatever the hell was about to happen between Jackson and I if that’s what it took.

“Baby Girl?”

“You should start auditioning new band members, Jackson! This one’s gonna have difficulty playing anything with only one hand.”

I continued to fight with Gruapner until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked back to see Jackson chuckling at me.

“What the hell is so funny?” I huffed.

He pulled me back into the room and closed the door slightly as the rest of the Monkeys had gathered around the door.

“I think he’s more worried about the fact that you don’t have any pants on than he is about your wrath.”

I looked down at myself, looked up at Jackson with what I’m sure was a sheer look of panic on my face, and then heard the rest of the Monkeys burst out into laughter from the hallway.

“Shit!”

I have about 5K words written and still have a shitload of plot to cover so it's going to be another lengthy chapter. That being said, I have no idea when I'll finish it. Between the FB page, moving, and being utterly lazy, my thoughts are elsewhere despite wanting to get this puppy out and posted. More than likely, you'll get another teaser before you get the chapter. As always, I'll tweet that shit out.

I hope this teeny teaser has helped bring the rage down, Becky! You and your recruits are just gonna have to chill the eff out. I'm not afraid to let J loose on you all. She's Mexican... and feisty. LMAO


Con Amor Siempre,
Iris