Five Years Ago Today

Five years ago today, I started writing HOURGLASS. 

Here’s the first page from the very first draft. 

 

Began July 17, 2008

 The sky opened up, encouraging heaven to pour rain and throw thunderbolts. I wasn’t impressed. When your life plays like a horror movie, atmosphere is secondary.

 My hometown of Silver Falls is beautiful in the haunting way an aging debutante is beautiful. Remnants of splendor are visible even when time and neglect do their damage. The bones are exquisite, but the skin could use a lift. You could call my brother a plastic surgeon.

Or an architect. 

I dashed through the relentless downpour towards his latest renovation project, dread overflowing from my stomach into my nervous system like the rain that was currently flooding the storm sewer. My experience with my brother’s work sites was more than a little sketchy and often appeared to be filled with characters from central casting. Like now. A wide-eyed Southern Belle wearing a blue silk Civil War era dress was blocking the front door. Completing her ensemble were a silk fan and a full hoop skirt. I had worn something like it to a costume party once, but hers was an original.

 I didn’t want to be here in the first place, and now I was going to have to deal with freaking Scarlett O’Hara to even get into the building.

 I sighed and stuck my hand through her stomach to turn the knob, rolling my eyes as she gasped, fluttered her eyelashes and disappeared.

“You know, Rhett didn’t give a damn, and I don’t either.”

 

Didn’t change much, did it? 

Tomorrow, a completely deleted scene from the first draft!

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