#SnippetSunday – As Yet Unnamed WIP (Vigilante/Noir – July 13, 2014
Snippet Sunday is a Facebook group for writers I’ve been privileged enough to have been accepted into.
From the group guidelines;
“Welcome to Snippet Sunday, where writers come together to share a few sentences of their current project–whether it’s a recently released novel, a WIP (work in progress), or an older manuscript that’s being revived. Intended to hook readers, gather feedback and build an author’s fan base, Snippet Sunday is the FB group that does all three.”
This week’s snippet sheds a little more light on that, “ex-dead guy”, thing explored in my snippet from last week.
Again, I’m cheating… it’s more than 12 sentences. Such is life.
Here goes nuthin’…
Rushing bodies closed in on all sides. Five o’clock. Half the city was on Broadway, running to catch a downtown train.
My thoughts ran to the night of the shooting. Dense crowds had that effect on me.
I saw the soles of a woman’s stockinged feet at the edge of my darkening field of vision. A pair of bright red pumps lay on the ground near the mouth of the alley.
Her blood had begun to collect in the left shoe.
The ache of failure returned as I saw myself, stumbling drunk and useless, as the bullets tore into her body.
Then I saw the gun, felt the impact of the bullet. I felt the fall.
I remembered the warmth, impossible warmth, as I laid, face down, in an icy puddle of filth, bleeding out in an Alphabet City alley.
A fragrant breeze, rich with work sweat, meaty grill smoke, a little truck exhaust, and a lot of garbage, chased the memory as I fell into step.
Thanks for stopping by…