It's a Bye Week for Namesake (but I gots a teaser)
We've been in tech all this week at the theater getting ready for opening next week, so I've been running around like a crazy person, bouncing between departments, and working late hours....plus I'm going out of town this weekend, so unfortunately I won't be posting my weekly Sunday update for Namesake.
But I have decided to include a rough little teaser from the upcoming chapter 6...
...because I like it...
“When did you become such a gorram baby,” Vera groaned, impatiently waiting for Jayne to catch up. “Your legs ain’t broke, get a move on.”
Jayne hustled forward, keeping pressure on his arm with his hand, the blood between his fingers becoming sticky against the moist material of his sleeve. “When did you become such a jien ren? Don’t know if you noticed, but I’ve lost a lot of blood here.”
“No blood, no guts,” she replied firmly as the sole of her boots scraped up a large rock in their path.
“Big talk from a little girl who was pissin’ her pants up on that ridge.”
To Jayne’s surprise, she turned and extended her hand in order to help him over the obstacle, but as he hoisted himself up, she leaned in closely. “I already killed one hun dan today-- go ahead, try your luck, I’ll make it two.”
To anyone else the threat would have been daunting, but Jayne licked his lips, hoping she’d try. Instead, she dropped his hand and forged on ahead, leaving him to watch the swing in her hips from behind.
“What were you doin’ up there anyway?” he called after her. “I thought your Daddy had big plans for you-- that’s why he ran me out of town, ain’t it?”
She laughed sarcastically. “You did all the runnin’ on your own.”
“When you wake up with a gun to your head and you’re told to be gone by morning, you bet your sweet ass you’re runnin’.”
“And what about me?” she stopped, meeting his eyes with a grave intensity.
Locked in her gaze, Jayne fought to keep his vehement longing from bubbling through his cool facade. “You were better off without me,” he growled, breaking eye contact.
“Yeah,” she scowled. “It’s startin’ to look like I was.”
But I have decided to include a rough little teaser from the upcoming chapter 6...
...because I like it...
“When did you become such a gorram baby,” Vera groaned, impatiently waiting for Jayne to catch up. “Your legs ain’t broke, get a move on.”
Jayne hustled forward, keeping pressure on his arm with his hand, the blood between his fingers becoming sticky against the moist material of his sleeve. “When did you become such a jien ren? Don’t know if you noticed, but I’ve lost a lot of blood here.”
“No blood, no guts,” she replied firmly as the sole of her boots scraped up a large rock in their path.
“Big talk from a little girl who was pissin’ her pants up on that ridge.”
To Jayne’s surprise, she turned and extended her hand in order to help him over the obstacle, but as he hoisted himself up, she leaned in closely. “I already killed one hun dan today-- go ahead, try your luck, I’ll make it two.”
To anyone else the threat would have been daunting, but Jayne licked his lips, hoping she’d try. Instead, she dropped his hand and forged on ahead, leaving him to watch the swing in her hips from behind.
“What were you doin’ up there anyway?” he called after her. “I thought your Daddy had big plans for you-- that’s why he ran me out of town, ain’t it?”
She laughed sarcastically. “You did all the runnin’ on your own.”
“When you wake up with a gun to your head and you’re told to be gone by morning, you bet your sweet ass you’re runnin’.”
“And what about me?” she stopped, meeting his eyes with a grave intensity.
Locked in her gaze, Jayne fought to keep his vehement longing from bubbling through his cool facade. “You were better off without me,” he growled, breaking eye contact.
“Yeah,” she scowled. “It’s startin’ to look like I was.”