The first draft of the sequel to Screwing Up Time is one third done. (Imagine me throwing confetti.)
In honor of that milestone, I’ve decided to post a very short excerpt. I can’t
promise that this passage will actually make it into the final version of the
novel, but I thought you might enjoy it. Don’t worry, there aren’t any
spoilers.
Murgatroid
was long gone when the guard woke up. He sat up, rubbed his head, and looked
for me. I waved and hoped revenge wasn’t high on his to-do list—having a clay
pot shattered on the back of your head probably packed a nasty headache. I
wished I could give him some ibuprophen. Instead, I poured him a goblet of wine.
By the time
Peter came back, the guard was sitting in the chair by the door.
“Yo, Pete,”
I said when he walked in. “I’m getting a little tired of hanging out here
waiting for whatever it is you want to spring on me.”
Murgatroid? I'd prefer Reginald or Chester, myself.
ReplyDeleteCool. Sounds like a YA book.
ReplyDeleteMurgatroid is listed as a woman's name (though I've seen it used as a man's name too).
ReplyDeleteSomeone emailed and asked if this was the opening scene to the sequel. The answer is "no." These lines are from much later in the book. It's actually a scene that I wrote out of order, and I haven't gotten to the place where it fits yet.
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