by Melinda VanLone | Dec 23, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
Meghan hadn’t noticed the chairs before. They graced the yard which stretched along the side of a house on the street she took every day. Usually she walked with her head down; too anxious to get to work and get the day over with to notice her surroundings. These...
by Melinda VanLone | Dec 16, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
I read somewhere on the internet this week that it’s a bad idea to use my own fiction as a blog post. And since it’s written on the internet, it must be true, right? Their theory is that as I query agents for my WIP, they will Google my name and find said snippets of...
by Melinda VanLone | Dec 9, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
“What are they?” Jeneka couldn’t keep the awe out of her voice. The statues loomed in the afternoon sun, large, intimidating, and breathtaking. “Horses.” Jake stood a short distance from her, as if wanting her to experience this on her own. She moved closer to the...
by Melinda VanLone | Nov 11, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
With death in fast pursuit, Jeneka kept her feet moving. She’d been running full out for over 30 city sections. Her lungs burned, her legs cramped, and tears leaked out of her eyes making it impossible to see much. She’d attracted a lot of attention along the way,...
by Melinda VanLone | Nov 4, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
Katy crouched in the shadows behind a shrub next to the center fountain and waited. Stickers itched her bare legs but she didn’t scratch. She didn’t want to give herself away. The water crashed so much she couldn’t hear anything but the roar. From where she knelt, she...
by Melinda VanLone | Oct 28, 2011 | Stories, Thoughts |
Jeneka stared at the necklace in her palm. It appeared to be just a rectangular piece of green glass, with gold, black and silver flecked through it. It was strangely heavy, but she was certain it wasn’t made of gold or anything else worth credit. “This is it? That’s...