“I’m not in the mood for Halloween this year.”
“Said the girl who buried five of her closest friends in the corn field a week ago.”
Bree grinned and tapped the screen of her i-pad reversing the direction of the camera. “You said you wanted to see my chauffeur and her bodyguard. There they are.” She laid her sketch pad down on the picnic table and turned the tablet sightly on its stand so Treecy could see the woman and her two year old inspecting plants along the path from the restrooms. Bree could see her friend’s face in the picture-in-picture feature on her i-pad screen. She was sizing up the pair of jailors. “And it was only one close friend, three acquaintances, and the cry-baby snitch from Bickham High,” Bree reminded her.
–Excerpt from That October in Dibell, Texas by K.R. Sprague
Tick-tock, tick-tock…As the clock strikes midnight and the metaphysical veil draws away from All Hallow’s Eve, thousands of novelists will embark on a month-long journey into the darkness of their imagination. What will be created during those long (too long and not-long-enough) days and nights exists now only in the inky depths of the future. Who will make the goal of 50,000 words? Who will see this endeavor to the finish? All who participate will be rewarded with these answers and answers to questions not yet asked. I too will walk this path in search of the phantoms and nightmares that will populate the pages of a novel that is yet to exist. Will you join us?
Visit the National Novel Writing Month website for details.
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