#SnippetSunday – As Yet Unnamed WIP (Vigilante/Noir) – November 30, 2014

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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 comes from a scene later on in the story.

Meyer, after going after the men who attacked Danny– and getting his ass kicked by more opponents than he could handle at once– is recovering in Satsuke’s apartment. He’s in no shape to go charging out again, though that’s what he wants to do. Satsuke has other ideas…

The clock-radio on the nightstand was useless to me as a time-telling device. Satsuke had draped a red silk handkerchief over the clock to prevent me from obsessing over the time.

She wanted me to be present in the moment, not looking forward, not thinking back.

“There will be time for reflection,” she’d said before we went to bed, “and there will be a time for planning your response. Now is not that time.”

I’d made my case that it was the perfect time to consider the next move. She’d shut down my argument with the same clear, measured brutality she’d used against my captors back at the warehouse.

“No,” she’d said in summation, “it is the anger that is driving you, anger and pain. You cannot succeed with those dominating your every thought.”

“So I’m supposed to strip all emotion out of this?” I’d asked.

“Emotion is a reason behind action, and only a reason. Emotion is the why. It cannot be allowed to rule the how.”

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#SnippetSunday – As Yet Unnamed WIP (Vigilante/Noir) – November 23, 2104

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.”

Today’s snippet comes from a scene in the aftermath of the fight with the Phone Booth and Rebar Guy. The NYPD comes calling at Danny’s apartment the next day, while Meyer is visiting. The detectives, veteran Lieutenant Aurelio Mendoza and his rookie partner, Detective Harvey Morris, are making inquiries about the violence of the previous night. Meyer and Danny are being evasive…

“That’s interesting,” grumbled Lieutenant Mendoza. “Very interesting.” He let his sleep-deprived eyes give Danny the same treatment they’d given me. “Any idea why a pair of nice boys like those two would be interested in paying you a visit?”

Danny shrugged.

“They must have heard about my world famous gefilte fish recipe.”

Mendoza showed us his weary, disappointed look, then rubbed his temples. Deep lines showed in the places his mustache once covered.

“I thought you said it was too early for comedy,” he complained.

“Did I say something funny?” asked Danny. “What? The gefilte fish thing? It’s true. Want to know my secret recipe? Okay. I’ll tell you. I go to Zabar’s and buy the stuff, like everyone else on the Upper West Side. Want to hear another secret? Don’t tell my zadie’s ghost, but I hate that shit. Don’t tell anyone at all. They’ll take away my Jew card for that.”

“I’d have expected a little more cooperation from a former law enforcement professional, Mr. Bergleson,” said Mendoza’s rookie partner.

“There’s no such thing as a former law enforcement professional, son,” replied Danny.

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#SnippetSunday – As Yet Unnamed WIP (Vigilante/Noir) – November 16, 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 is a slice from a fight scene that takes place later in the story. Meyer has just discovered a badly beaten Danny on the floor of his apartment. He arrives in time to see someone running away from the scene and gives chase. The chase takes him several blocks, ending at a second floor pool hall. He has to fight his way up the stairs to get where he wants to go…

I dropped my shoulder and bull rushed the first man in line. I caught him low down on the torso, driving him up and back and into the guy behind him.
Their legs tangled as each man fought a losing battle to maintain his footing.
I grabbed the first man by the front of his black tee shirt and yanked him off his unsteady feet. He tumbled, headlong and cursing, down the stairs.
The second man, a tall, thin guy with a buzz cut and a Hitler mustache, recovered enough to tag me with a chopping right hand.
A white hot flash of pain went off above my left eye. My vision turned bright yellow, then red.
I paid him back with a fast combination, ripping him with hard shots to the body.
He doubled over, into the path of my right hand.
Bloody teeth hit the steps and skittered around.

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#SnippetSunday – As Yet Unnamed WIP (Vigilante/Noir) – November 9, 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.”

We’re moving ahead in the story with today’s snippet. It’s a look in that reveals a few things about the relationship between Meyer and Satsuke.
The snippet takes place immediately after the workout session depicted in part in my past two snippets.
The workout is over and Meyer is in the locker room getting cleaned up when we pick up the action;

I heard the shower door slide open. Cooler air from the locker room got in and started fogging the place up.
I sensed Satsuke’s eyes on me as I rinsed the soap from my body. The steady flow of water simultaneously battered and soothed all of the places she’d bruised during the morning workout of suffering she’d put me through.
I felt good despite the soreness. Working with Satsuke had made me leaner and more defined than I’d ever been. A scuplted Adonis I was not, but I was well on my way to making barrel-chested look good.
I winced as the powerful shower spray hit a particularly deep bruise.
“Admiring your handiwork?” I croaked.
“It is still rough around the edges,” she replied, “but not un-promising.”
“Thank you?”
I ducked my head back into the stream, smiling when I felt Satsuke’s hands massaging my shoulders.
“Relax,” she whispered. Her voice blended with the rush of water.

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#SnippetSunday – As Yet Unnamed WIP (Vigilante/Noir) – Sunday November 2

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 picks up right where last week’s left off.
Meyer has just explained how he knocked out the Phone Booth with a palm-heel strike to the side of the jaw.
Satsuke speaks first.

“He fell,” she said.
“Like the proverbial sack of shit.”
“Then you turned your attention to the second attacker.”
I hesitated.
She fed me a cold stare and waited for my confession.
“I didn’t see the second attacker.”
I let my hand fall to my side. She edged closer to me.
“I was looking down at the guy I just took out.”
The stare got even colder, almost as cold as her silence.
“Had to make sure he wasn’t getting up,” I murmured.
“You did not have confidence in your strike?”
There were two possible answers to that question, both of them wrong.
I broke and looked away. She never blinked.

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