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Genre: Literary Fiction
About phantomfearsLocation: Seattle, WA Home Region: Age:38 Website: http://slogdiary.blogspot.com Favorite novels: The Wind Up Bird Chronicle, The Beardless Warriors, Dracula, Foundation, The Count of Monte Cristo, Dune, The Farthest Shore, The Lord of the Rings, Timeline Favorite writers: Matheson, Crichton, Murakami, Dumas, Forsyth, Tolkien, Asimov, King, Le Guin, Grafton, Palahniuk, Vonnegut, Hemingway, Eco, Feynman Favorite music: Don't ask me why, but presently it's BÖC Non-noveling interests: Atoms |
Joined: October 18, 2009 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 0 NaNoWriMo buddies: 3
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Brief Author Bio: I currently write under the pseudonym, "JohnB" where since June 2005 I maintain a nonfiction blog about "bus riding antics" in Seattle, WA entitled, "Peeking Through Weary Eyes". This is my first attempt at NanoWriMo as well as a full-length work of fiction. In the non-writing world I graduated with a BS in Mechanical Engineering in 1995, a discipline which I've been practicing up until this present time. |
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Synopsis: Last Exit
Some are quick to judge, others take it as it comes, and then there are those who blunder clueless into designs of their own making. It all starts with one step, one tiny nudge, one last exit...
Excerpt: Last Exit
“Again, I shall repeat,” the taller said, “it is too late for that now. The time for choices has passed, except for one. Proceed down, or proceed up and die. This is your last choice you will make, or first of many perhaps, who knows?”
“But, but those animals will kill me, that’s no choice!”
“You claim to recognize me, and yet you cannot recognize even the most obvious piece of all this. No, it is too late as I have said. There was a moment in time, an opening, but such as an eddying swirl in an infinite river, be it minute or profuse will pass on never to appear again exactly as it was, but transformed into utter uselessness or replete commodiousness, but with shifting purpose all the same. No, you are incorrect. This is a choice, just as the one that passed you by here held within your past it is again just as I said, here altered into its new intent.”
©2009 -JohnB
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