Just another update to let everyone know how I’m doing with my nano novel.  I’ve reached the 10,000 word mark.  I have less than 40,000 to go.  LOL

It’s not easy trying to keep my mind in the story when I’m more worried about my word count, but I’m still going.  And, in keeping up with everything, I’m going to paste an excerpt from the novel right here, right now.  Ladies and gentlemen, a piece from my novel.

The Mask of Other Lives

By Christine Senter

The sound of silence and the feel of darkness surrounded Marina. She had no idea as to where she was or what was going on around her. She felt around for the button to call a nurse, but there was nothing there. Nothing under her, nothing above her, and nothing beside her. She was floating in a dark mass.

“Where am I”, she tried to scream. She thought she should be scared, but she wasn’t. To her, that seemed odd, but she wasn’t afraid. The only thing she felt was calmness. She thought her eyes were open, but all she saw was black. Then, ahead in the distance, she noticed a faint speck of white. She didn’t know why, but she knew she had to reach that speck. She focused on the spot and realized that it was growing bigger. Yet, she wasn’t sure if it was growing, or if she was just getting closer to it. She couldn’t feel herself moving, but she did feel slight breezes moving her hair.

The speck grew into a circle. That’s when she realized that she was traveling through a tunnel. That’s also when it dawned on her that she was dead. The thought ran through her head, but she still wasn’t afraid. She was aware that she needed to reach the whiteness in order to continue. But to what she was heading for, she had no idea. She focused her gaze even deeper, and within only a short time, she was at the entrance of the tunnel. She felt her feet touch the ground, and she walked into the white room.

To her amazement, she wasn’t where she thought she’d end up. She was expecting to be in a field of flowers or sitting on a cloud. Instead, she was in a bright room that looked like an office complex. There was a desk in the corner, filing cabinets lining the walls, and at the other side of the room was a hallway that seemed to have no end. She thought to herself, “Oh my god, I’m in hell and hell is a fricking cubicle”.