Here it is! I’ve been promising everyone a new excerpt from Draugr for a while now. This past month, I hit some pretty big milestones, most notably starting a Facebook author page, participating in a public reading of my short story The Gate, and hitting 1600 followers on my Twitter account! I’m so excited for this forward momentum, and what better way to celebrate than by releasing one more passage from my current WIP? “Where is the gods-cursed thing?” Leif…
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…