Readers on Deadline (ROD) is a monthly Deadline Dame feature where we post an intriguing image and invite readers to be inspired and share the results in up to 250 words right here in the comments.
There’s a two week deadline, so entries will have to be in by midnight when I post my next regular Deadline Dames post, which is midnight December 1st. The Dames will pick the entry that most intrigues us, post that entry in the next month’s ROD along with a link to that writer/reader’s site-if there is one included. And you get a prize!
( We’d like to add a request for our readers not to re-post pictures. Some are stock photos and those are fine, but quite a few of them are used with written permission from the artist. Thanks! )
The winner of ROD #21 is STACY! Email your mailing address directly to me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll get your copies of HUNGER and MAGIC AT THE GATE to you! We had a couple of entries that intrigued and the discussion was fun, so thanks to all who participated. I personally loved the characterization of the protagonist you packed into this tiny scene, Stacy. 😉 Congratulations!
Cassie shook her head, her eyes still wide with fear. “I saw something, Lexi.”
I let the shovel fall and took off my gloves, wiping sweat from my eyes. “Have you been drinking your tea?”
She stared at her feet. “I told you it makes me sick.”
My sister had been seeing things since she was born. Up until she was five, I just figured she had a good imagination. But then I had spent a full day watching her scream hysterically as bruises mysteriously appeared all over her tiny body. I just didn’t know what to do about it. And I still didn’t.
Sitting on the bench, I pulled her onto my lap. “Okay. Tell me about it.”
“A girl was standing right there.” She pointed towards the wall.
I rubbed her back awkwardly, doing my best to comfort her. Somehow, the maternal instinct women are usually born with had bypassed me completely. “What did she look like?”
“Her eyes were…” She hesitated, thinking of the word. “What’s the glowy rock?”
“Amber.” I said.
“Her eyes were amber. She had dirty brown hair and she stared at me like this.” Cassie placed her hands in front of her face, as if she were hanging over a fence, but ended up looking more like a dog begging for food. “I think she wants to eat us.”
“Eat us?” I smiled. “I think only Zombies eat people, and you can’t see zombies…”
The next ROD image is by Dave Dyet. I picked it to go along with this next prize but you can write about anything. In fact, let’s see how creative you guys can get. <rubbing hands together>
The prize is Dame Rachel’s MY SOUL TO STEAL. You’ll be getting your copy a little early, too. 😉
Trying to work things out with Nash—her maybe boyfriend—is hard enough for Kaylee Cavanaugh. She can’t just pretend nothing happened. But “complicated” doesn’t even begin to describe their relationship when his ex-girlfriend transfers to their school, determined to take Nash back.
See, Sabine isn’t just an ordinary girl. She’s a mara, the living personification of a nightmare. She can read people’s fears—and craft them into nightmares while her victims sleep. Feeding from human fear is how she survives.
And Sabine isn’t above scaring Kaylee and the entire school to death to get whatever—and whoever—she wants.