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So, I know that I tweeted that I’d announce the actual name for SEKRET PROJEKT this weekend, and it was mostly that I didn’t get around to making a blog post to that effect–it was on the business cards I was handing out this past weekend at the Grand Valley Renaissance Festival, promoting my writing as much as I was selling other things (jewelry and sewing things).
The true name to SEKRET PROJEKT is What Angels Fear, and it’s the story that I talked about in this post last summer. It’s a short work in the same universe as When All’s Said and Done, my first Nanowrimo project. I hope to release What Angels Fear shortly after the release of the forthcoming Epsilon: Broken Stars, which is nearing completion.
Rather than a true science fiction piece, What Angels Fear is a paranormal yarn in which normal chick Julia Kinsey meets a boy named Darien who seems a little…off. A chance encounter in the creepy little town of Andover Commonwealth sends her down a rabbit’s hole into a mystery that could put her life in jeopardy. It is almost a direct prequel to the story in When All’s Said and Done (in fact, as the current draft of When All’s Said and Done stands, events that take place at the end of What Angels Fear take place during the first few chapters of When All’s Said and Done).
Here’s a little taste of Julia’s story:
A flicker of movement caught my attention and I tore my eyes away from the building, peering through the gap in the inner wall. The angle made it hard, but I thought I’d seen…
There! A gaunt figure stared at me from just within my line of sight. It was a man, dark-haired and scrawny, dressed in what looked like sweats. Though I couldn’t see his eyes, or really make out the features of his face, I had the feeling he was looking right at me.
Something about him reminded me strongly of Darien, though I couldn’t say what. I tried to beckon him over.
He just shook his head and looked down.
What’s going on in there?
Something jerked the figure back and out of sight. The massive gate in that inner wall ground shut with the sound of metal against stone. No iron bars there, just solid sheets of metal.
Whatever it is, they don’t want people to know. My pulse quickened and I stepped back from the main gate.
A hand grasped my arm. I jerked, reeling away from the touch. The hand snapped open and I went down on my butt in the grass.
“Who the hell are you?” I demanded before I’d actually seen who’d grabbed me.
A woman about my age stood over me. She had bristle-short red hair and was dressed in a black jumpsuit that made her look like some sort of extra from The Matrix. She stared at me for a moment, then said softly, “You need to get out of here before someone else finds you.”
Someone else? I was a little worried about anyone finding me.
She offered me a hand up. I stared at it for a moment as if it were a snake about to strike.
“Who are you?” I asked again.
She shook her head slightly, stone-faced. “You don’t want to know.”
Her expression reminded me of someone else. Oh, shit. Darien. That’s who it reminds me of. It was the same blank mask of an expression that he wore most of the time, though this girl seemed much, much more functional than he did.
I took her hand slowly and let her pull me to my feet.
“You should get back to town,” she said quietly as she released my hand. “You’re missing the show.” She turned back toward the wall and walked toward it, looking back at me for just a moment. With that last long, measuring look, she walked through the wall and vanished.
— What Angels Fear, © Erin Klitzke 2011
I don’t know about anyone else, but I don’t think I’d want Julia’s life.
What Angels Fear should hopefully be out by the end of the year. And speaking of release dates…
I still don’t have a solid one for Epsilon: Broken Stars, but I hit the 68k mark this morning, which means there’s less than 2k words left to write before I meet my 70k goal. The tale will go a bit longer than that, however (I have at least two chapters yet to write, one in the section I’m working on now and one at the end of the book). Price point will be $2.99 when it releases, and I’ll keep things updated here when it comes to release dates and the like. I’m hoping for mid-month, but that’s going to depend on two factors: inspiration, and how fast I can get editorial turnaround from my volunteers.
This year’s nanowrimo project, however, will be the sequel to Broken Stars that focuses on Lucas Ross, leader of the Resistance and friend of Broken Stars narrator, Aaron Taylor. There’s a few thoughts for that already bouncing around in the back of my brain. Hopefully, that will take less time to materialize than Broken Stars has!