"Gearin' Up to Get an Agent Blogfest" hosted by Deana Barnhart. And today, some will have a chance to watch creation as it happens, while others will be able to participate in it.
I get to help be a creator.
Today, there's going to be a blogfest story chain. Participants have been given a specific time to post, along with a topic and three key words we have to include in our portion of the creation.
So I can't even think ahead to figure out what I'm supposed to write as I haven't even met the characters yet or know their circumstances.
My time is 2 p.m. EDT, and I get the middle of the story. Where I help the mc "gain all the knowledge she needs to take her through the rest of the story." My words are: get, safe, muddle
Now I have stress! *shudders*
You can find the scene before mine at Amy Kennedy's blog.
Dio took a deep breath and gasped at the smell. She covered her mouth, staggering back from the cave's entrance. The thought entered her mind again, stronger. "If you had the book, you could right the wrongs...maybe even your father's death." She sensed the emphasis on the word death, almost like a mental nudge, and Dio knew what she had to do.
Get the book.
She groaned. That nasty, stinky, purple book.
Comfort flowed through her entire body, almost as though her father stood behind her, his hands resting lightly on her shoulders. Dio smiled. She could be safe. She could fix this muddle. She would find her parents and stop these psycho people.
But how ... Dio grinned. A gleefully wicked grin. She turned toward the cave and did a little curtsey. "Thanks, your Larva ... greatness."
Spinning, she faced the lights in the distance. The city lights where she lived. Where the book was. Squeezing her eyes tightly and tapping her sandled ankles together three times, she imagined her father's study, visualized that dratted book. That wonderful, answer-giving book.
Her body shook, jerking like she'd been struck by lightning. Her breath ripped from her lungs as her body launched into the sky. Toward the lights. Toward home. Toward help.
She was flying!
You can see the next installment at Lindy Legends ....