To celebrate and honor reaching 500 followers on Twitter, I promised to post an excerpt of my current WIP: Draugr. First, a little backgroud: Leif Halfdan spends his immortality working as a historical consultant and detective on the police force. One morning, he is called to consult with an Archaeological operation in the Highlands of Scotland. A necklace with his name carved on it has been found in an 800-year old grave. He agrees to go, much to the aggravation…
Though you may travel far and wide,
No haven of life is found inside.
Viking hoard be cold as stone
Hot be heart and breath and bone…
I live in the thunder and ride the lightning
My sound is grand and big and bom bom bom
What lands do separate –
Nay, what words, indeed!
For I know not that which
Can bridge the distance ‘tween.
We have all heard the little nuggets of wisdom and read all the articles on how to be a good writer. We’re taught grammar and punctuation in school. We are even taught that good writing looks a certain way, such as Steinbeck, J.K. Rowling, Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, Steven King, Shakespeare, or all the other great story tellers of grandeur. We are also somehow led to believe that bad writing takes the waif-like, substance-less forms of works like self-published ebooks of the dinosaur porn variety, or even mediocre fanfiction.