Posted by Laura | Posted in Stonebriar Casefiles, Writing. | Posted on 01-11-2012
Oh my friends it is so good to be writing for Beatrix Stonebriar again. I have been saving up some ideas for her and I feel like there might not be enough hours in the day to get all of my words out for her for NaNoWriMo.
So, here is a little taste of what my brain came up with.One of the things I am planning on doing for you all is to give you little snippets of what I have written on a weekly basis. If I think of it, I might do this as part of my morning ritual. It’s a thought anyway. Here is what I need from you. Encouragement. I need the push to keep going. There’s a lot going on outside and I really want to do that too. This makes it difficult to keep writing. But if I have enough people nagging me about getting the writing done, I may just be able to get my word count up there.
“Oh come on, Max! What do you expect me to do? Sit at home and grow ivy?” I pleaded. My boss just gave me a condescending look. “Let me review evidence, or track down some leads. I just… need a routine to get back into so I don’t keep bothering you.”
“SB.” Max sighed. “ You haven’t even testified against Haggerty yet. Until that case is closed, I am not comfortable having you back. Not to mention internal affairs is still tearing apart your office and Haggerty’s.” He leaned toward me and lowered his voice. “He was really popular with the anti-magiks groups, and since the incident, we’ve been getting threats of a similar nature all directed at you.” He paused. The bags under his eyes were deeper than I had seen them and it made me wonder just how many threats there had been.
“You’re my best field investigator, and you’re my friend. Trust me when I say that you’re absence is for your own good.” The phone started ringing as Max finished his sentence. When he registered the number, I could see something flash in his eyes before he picked up the receiver. Dread. “Rice. Yes. Did you get a trace? Alright. No, it’s fine. Thanks.” One hand hung up the phone, while the index and thumb of the other pinched the bridge of his nose. “Well, I guess you have to stay here for a bit. There was another call on your life, and there are some folks gathering outside.”“And I thought I was unpopular back home,” I thought aloud.“Honestly, it might not be a bad idea to head there until the trial. Maybe some of that forest air will do you some good.” I reflexively groaned at the thought of returning to the Eldar Woods. “For now though, since you’re here… We’re a little backlogged on entering evidence. Could you head down there and work your magic?“Aww, Max. I thought you’d never ask.” With that, I sped out of the room before he or anyone else could tell me otherwise.
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