A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words

I'm still in full edit mode, but hope to finish soon! (on book four) And, in the mean time:

I thought I'd share a few photos and excerpts from my novel. Although my main ideas tend to come from dreams, sometimes I get ideas for specific scenes while looking at pictures.  And sometimes I find photos after writing a scene, surprised that the picture matches exactly what I saw in my head!    

~Enjoy~

           My only solace came from knowing I wasn't the only idiot waiting on a dark pier...

(from chapter 1)

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 But I was driven like never before: as though the winds of change had taken me by force and compelled me like a violent storm.  It was his eyes.  They had never really let me go; I was still haunted by those eyes - so dark, so penetratingly beautiful.   (from chapter 5)

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 Not watching where I was going, I plowed head-first into the chest of the scariest and ugliest creature of all time: an evil-looking clown, similar to one I’d seen in a movie.  A killer-clown, no less.  He was beyond hideous.    (from chapter 8)

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She reached out to me, and just as I was about to take her hand, I spotted a scorpion...
(from chapter 10)

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As I peered over the railing and looked down, I found that our suite seemed to be the highest point of the building.  Far below, a few individuals strolled through the garden pathways, though they looked quite small from this vantage point, appearing to be nothing more than shadows moving among the trees and bushes.  (from chapter 12)

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  I spotted the constellation of Orion....

  The distinct row of the three brightest stars of his belt made it easy for me to find.  I leaned over the railing and glanced down again taking in a deep breath.  A soft breeze billowed through my hair, clean and crisp, bringing along the scent of fallen leaves sprinkled with dampness.  These aromas mingled with the fragrance of the flowers from below and the candles burning behind me through the open door.  I took another breath, sighing softly.  It was a beautiful autumn night.  I was unbelievably relaxed.  The calmness I now felt was quite unexpected and completely amazing, since I knew full well: this was the last day of my life...

                                                                    (from chapter 12)

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The truth revealed with proof ahead-
When the Raven's eye glows red.

“Until that moment in time, the raven’s eye was black.  Now you see clearly, it has turned red.”  He continued slowly,   “Your touch has turned an onyx into a ruby.”  

(from chapter 12)

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“Shh.  There-there.”  His attempt to be soothing was phony and cruel.  “If you keep your word, I will keep mine.  If not, Teivel here will have your friend for dinner... and he is very hungry.” 

     “I promise.  Let her go, please.”  I pleaded with my captor. His evil, disgusting companion snickered as he toyed with the knife.  He stared at me, but his other hand went to Kathy’s hair and he yanked her head with an abrupt jerk, exposing her neck. He gave me a sinister grin, licking his lips in anticipation.  (from book Two)

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And then, after I kill (him), I will be Regent.  And you, my little pretty, if you wish to keep your head, you can stay on as my mate.”  His eyes were malevolent, crimson and full of hatred.  

(from Book Three)

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Trefoil sanguis alchemy thumb ring

Unhurried and with care, he removed his black trench coat.  He smoothed it out and laid it across the back of the seat with deliberate slowness.  He pushed up his sleeves revealing rather large, muscular arms and a few more tattoos, and as he did, I spotted a silver thumb ring that had bright red designs engraved inside a chain of squares that went all around the ring.  He adjusted his silver medallion and sat back down keeping his eyes on me the whole time.   (from chapter 5) 

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Do any of you writers out there use photos for writing prompts?  If not, where do some of your ideas come from?  Feel free to answer in the comment section!

~Have a great week~