The Beast

I have a new WIP – aka Work In Progress. It is not the book I carefully plotted and planned to write.

img_9579.jpgThis book is a beast that shoved my planned book aside … or possibly ate it. I’m not sure.

When I woke up, it was sitting in my family room, smoking a cigarette and tapping ashes on the carpet.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I’m your new book,” the Beast said.

“We don’t smoke in the house.”

He exhaled a thick cloud at me. I looked him up and down — the bad skin, the folds of flesh, the greasy hair. He burped or maybe farted, I wasn’t sure which.

“You’re hideous,” I said.

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth. “You’re stalling. Get busy. I’ve got alot to say.”

I shook my head. Maybe he would settle for a short story. I sat down and began to take dictation.

To be continued…

9 Comments

  1. I understand completely! When I first took writing classes, I had planned on doiong children’s books. Instead I ended up writing a western novel with violence to rival Stephen King.

    Listen to your captor and do what he says and it will come out better than you ever expected.

    1. LOL – I am afraid you’re right but it’s horrible. Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows went straight out the window!

      1. Look at it this way, Briuce Springsteen had to make “Nebraska” before he could make “Born in the USA”.

        The sunshine, lollypops and rainbows might actually be brighter and tastier after the darkness has been expelled.

  2. Karen… how delightful! I love your writing style. So have you found out the beast’s name?

    1. Thank you Debi, you’re very kind!

      No word on a name yet — The Beast has me chained to the computer and says “All in good time.”

  3. Nancy Paul

    Dear Karen King
    I’m looking forward to the next chapter.
    Stephen Cherry

    1. Ha, that’s so scary I don’t even know where to go.

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