Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Okay, so this week is really hard for me, for a couple of reasons: 1) I am worried that my ardent fans (wink) are expecting me to continue the story where I left off, and I can't do that, for obvious reasons. (Is it not that obvious? Because then no one would pay to buy my book.) Teaser Tuesday was meant to be just that: teasers. And 2) My novel is a work in progress, which means that at times I am known to halt in my tracks and give it a complete makeover to better suit my vision, which is exactly what I did a few nights ago. This left me with very little written text in which to share with you. If you don't like how short it is, well, don't be a hater.
So, after much deliberation, here is the second installment of Teaser Tuesday:
I rolled over onto my back, my eyes moving unconsciously to the ceiling, and listened to the traffic below.
And then, without warning, the floodgates opened and the memories came crashing in, assaulting every cell in my body. The pain, albeit agonizingly familiar, tore through me like a hurricane, and I felt like I was being ripped into pieces. Instinctively, I curled into a ball, wrapping my arms around myself in a desperate attempt at protection. And there, in the blackest night, I wept.
© A. Leppert 2009