As I started last week: every Tuesday I’ll take a small chunk of something I’m working on – fantasy, mystery, mainstream, whatever… and post it. No titles, no other info, utterly random.
Y’all can give feedback or not, as you wish. Or even try to guess what it’s from, if you’re so inclined. There may or may not be a prize for getting it right.
There will be no prizes for nitpicking typos: all teases are from works in progress, which means typos are a natural side-effect of production.
Yaron had been minding his own business, trying to write a letter home that said nothing and yet reassured family who knew too well the nature of war and politics, when the stranger approached his table. Tall, angular, with graying golden hair and dark eyes, his skin pale and worn down as though he’d been written on and scraped off and yet something of the ink remained, and with a touch of arrogance in his language that set Yaron’s back up even as he recognized it. A soldier: defiant about his choice despite, or perhaps because of the blood already on his hands. A man who had seen battle, not just sat behind screens and pushed buttons, or signed off on virtual paperwork.
A man like that, you gave wary respect. But you did not trust.