November showed me I can always do a bit more. With the challenge of writing 50,000 words in one month, I found I needed to use every free moment to write. Once I filled every moment with writing, I was easily hitting my word count each day. I believe you can do it too.
Castle explorations in Canada, progress on Lords of Wishermoore, and a spotlight on the upcoming thriller The Day the Earth Went Dark—where a communications specialist has 48 hours to save humanity from a shapeshifting alien infiltrator. Plus reflections on stress management after an airport nightmare and October's best reads.
The bridge groaned beneath me, and the road cracked beneath my feet. I pushed through the mud and had to dodge past already missing sections as more crumbled behind me. I ran, crying, praying, hoping like I never had before. If only I could survive for my friends.
The lightning came. Two things told me this was as far as I would go. First, the vertical slope of the ditch. I couldn't reach him without slipping. The second reason lay motionless in the ravine. Chuck's neck twisted, with a thick bulge on one side. Mud hid his face.
The jeans and familiar flannel shirt wrapped around the waist were enough to tell me this wasn't some long-lost employee. I ran from the room, hand covering my mouth, trying not to fully process everything. I knew Todd was dead, but my words came out in a sputter.
Kenneth W. Myers 