Thursday, October 17, 2013

NaNo Revisted 2010: Bad Witch Sequel 2.0

2010 was a busy year for me, author-wise. In April I attended the Chicago North Spring Fling and fangirled all over SB Sarah Wendell, and Blood, Smoke and Mirrors released in ebook in May. The book did rather well and received several good reviews. It went on to become a finalist in the Paranormal Romance Category of the 2011 EPIC eBook Awards and won third place in the Light Paranormal/Urban Fantasy Category of the 14th Annual PRISM Contest for Published Authors. Not bad at all.

But, as I mentioned, the second Bad Witch book had been rejected. Cue much authorial angst and despair.

So for NaNoWriMo that year, I wrote an all new second book: Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered. This one, as you may have guessed, was accepted. ;)

Here's a snippet from the book:

“Where are we going?” Lex asked.

“Millennium Park. You can follow my car. Well, you can try to follow my car in that SUV of yours. If you lose me, we’ll meet up at the gate,” she replied.

“Which gate?” I asked.

“Lord and Lady, you really don’t know anything, do you? The Cloud Gate.” I blinked at her dumbly, and she shook her head. “The bean. You’ve seen the bean, right?”

“Yeah, that big mirrored thingy? Oh. Oh…” I said as realization dawned on me like sunrise over the lake. The bean was a giant piece of modern art in Millennium Park that looked like a big, mirrored kidney bean. It had never occurred to me that it could have more than mundane tourist-attracting powers, but it was a giant mirror. It could be used as a gateway to all kinds of places, including Faerie. Huh.

After she locked up behind us, we followed Patience out of her office and into the parking lot. The lot was pretty full, thanks to the plethora of trendy bars and restaurants in the area, and she made a beeline for a red sports car. Lex let out a low whistle, so I assumed he recognized whatever it was. I don’t know much of anything about cars, but it looked fast and expensive. Dealing with demons must pay well. We tried to follow behind her as we made our way downtown, but she wove in and out of traffic like she was auditioning for the latest Fast and Furious, and I knew Lex wouldn’t drive that fast with me in the car. Mostly because I would scream like a scared little girl the entire time.

As we approached the city, the twenty-four-hour Harrison radio station got louder in my head, because he was home in his tower. At first I was worried that he would wonder what I was up to, but then I realized that he was busy entertaining a woman for dinner. She was the dinner. He caught my irritation long enough to comment that he’d rather be eating me, and I told him to die in a fire. Zach went back to playing with his food, and I ignored him.

We made it downtown and parked in a parking garage that cost a truly obscene amount of money, and walked the rest of the way to Millennium Park. Plenty of people were milling about, and I wondered if there was a concert going on. The crowd helped us blend in, and the long cashmere coat I wore concealed the sword and dagger strapped to my side. Patience was waiting in front of the bean, her hands on her hips. For someone named Patience, she didn’t seem to have much of it. We drew to a halt in front of her, and she reached into her messenger bag and withdrew three rusty, old-fashioned keys tied to long, black ribbons. She slung one around her neck before handing the other two to us.

“Do not take those off until we’re back here. I mean that. I’m not obligated to go after you if you end up somewhere else in the shadow realm,” she said.

“Right.” I slipped the key on and hid it beneath my blouse, and it tingled against my skin. “Now what?”

“Follow me.”

Patience turned on her heel and marched toward the bean. It was dark, but the park was still open for a bit, and a few people were hanging around. Our guide ignored them, and I hurried to keep up. She walked straight into the mirrored bottom of the bean, and instead of smacking into it, the surface enveloped her. Not unlike my dressing mirror at home when it was tuned into Faerie, but on a more epic scale. Lex and I followed a few moments later, and our surroundings went from twilight to near-total darkness. The ground turned soft and squishy beneath my boots, and the temperature plummeted. One moment it was a chilly October night, and the next we walked right into early December frost.


Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered is available in print and ebook from Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Samhain Publishing.

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