I’m getting back into science fiction mode. Because of that, todays quote isn’t so much from a work in progress as it is from a work in pre-publication. Some of you read this book when it went live last year, but my publisher pulled it down to do a binge drop (more about that soon).
Landon came to, ears ringing, head pounding, mouth dry.
He sucked in a deep breath, cool and fresh. Someone had removed his hood at some point, and he was relieved to be done with the hot, stale air. His hands were still bound, but he managed to push himself up into a seated position and look around. He was in the middle of nowhere. The darkness of the sky was broken up only by a bright bulbous moon, millions of twinkling stars, and the obnoxious glare of helicopter lights. He winced and looked away as rough hands grasped his arms, hauled him to his feet, then dragged him across parched earth to the waiting, roaring bird.
To those of you who remember that, I’m sorry for the repetition. For those of you who don’t, this is a brief blurb from POV character Landon Thorne. And in case you didn’t realize, he finds himself in quite a predicament in this book. But more on that another time.
I hope you found this excerpt compelling. And I really hope you’ll take this opportunity to share an excerpt from your WIP. See you in the comment section!