And so I come roaring out of the gate to start Escaping Canaan. Kind of.
Hey, it’s a start. Journey of a thousand miles begins with one step, and all that, you know?
OK, I know it’s not impressive. I was a bit intimidated by that blank first page this time around. As always, I’m not at all convinced that I’ve prepared enough. At least some of that is hangover from the previous first draft, which was damned difficult precisely because I was flying blind so much of the way.
Once I finally got some words down, though, it felt pretty good. So I at least have an opening snippet to share:
The great steel door slammed shut behind him, sealing him inside. Eric Baines had been nervous up to that point, but the resounding clang, followed by the hiss of air as the conduit pressurized, was enough to make him swallow hard. He’d done this once before, of course, but that time, he’d been escaping to a new life. He’d known even then that one day he would have to go back, that he would have to step into the conduit and Transit to the world he’d left behind. The day had come, sooner than he had thought possible, sooner than he would have liked.
Well begun is half done, they say. Works for me.
Write Club update: Tier two bounce from Lightspeed. Response time–two days.
I’m out.
