The countdown: 2 days
Hey Guys,
Wow, well this has happened very quickly. I have done edits, formatted the story into a Kindle File and a PDF file.. now all I need to do is check how it's set out on kindle..
I can't believe that I have 2 days to edit and publish Mysery, I am extremely excited and so should all of you. I re-read it the other day and even made myself cry and that is not blowing my own trumpet.
I have decided that I will post a short extract here today, and tomorrow, before the release on 19/09/2012
So here's a small extract:
As we sat there searching through the meals the café offered, I detected the people sat at the tables around us, they paid more attention to us than to their own meals and menus. One woman sat in the far corner, whispering furiously to the lady who served them, she pointed towards us. I did not tell Richard about this because, at first, I thought nothing of it.
Soon after these two ladies had spoken, the one who served the food calmly made her way towards our table. Naïvely I thought she’d come to ask us what we cared to eat today. This was not the case. Instead, like the other snarling demons in the café, she appeared less welcoming than first shown when we entered the café.
‘I’m extremely sorry sir,’ she said regarding Richard, she then glared at me. ‘Madam;’ She sneered, and carried on addressing Richard. ‘We have had a few complaints from other customers, who say they are slightly put off by the fact that your partner is not’ She paused to contemplate the kindest way to phrase what she wanted to say. ‘Of colour.’ She scowled back at me and gave a fake apologetic smile.
‘Do you mean people complained because she’s greyscale?’ Richard asked frowning at this unsympathetic woman. She stared back at him, unfazed by his question. Richard continued forcefully, becoming more angry. ‘I’m sure this could be classed as Racism.’ He pointed out. The woman still stood, her facial expressions did not change. She did not care for what Richard said to her.
‘I’m very sorry Sir’ she said brazenly, as she leant on the table. ‘My job is to make sure costumers are happy, and unfortunately they’re not.’ She paused and scanned the both of us. ‘I’m sorry but I’m going to politely ask you both to leave.’ She stood up from her leaning positions, folded her arms and waited, with her eyebrows raised.
There will be another extract tomorrow, then release.
Stay safe,
Matt,
writing|page
Wow, well this has happened very quickly. I have done edits, formatted the story into a Kindle File and a PDF file.. now all I need to do is check how it's set out on kindle..
I can't believe that I have 2 days to edit and publish Mysery, I am extremely excited and so should all of you. I re-read it the other day and even made myself cry and that is not blowing my own trumpet.
I have decided that I will post a short extract here today, and tomorrow, before the release on 19/09/2012
So here's a small extract:
As we sat there searching through the meals the café offered, I detected the people sat at the tables around us, they paid more attention to us than to their own meals and menus. One woman sat in the far corner, whispering furiously to the lady who served them, she pointed towards us. I did not tell Richard about this because, at first, I thought nothing of it.
Soon after these two ladies had spoken, the one who served the food calmly made her way towards our table. Naïvely I thought she’d come to ask us what we cared to eat today. This was not the case. Instead, like the other snarling demons in the café, she appeared less welcoming than first shown when we entered the café.
‘I’m extremely sorry sir,’ she said regarding Richard, she then glared at me. ‘Madam;’ She sneered, and carried on addressing Richard. ‘We have had a few complaints from other customers, who say they are slightly put off by the fact that your partner is not’ She paused to contemplate the kindest way to phrase what she wanted to say. ‘Of colour.’ She scowled back at me and gave a fake apologetic smile.
‘Do you mean people complained because she’s greyscale?’ Richard asked frowning at this unsympathetic woman. She stared back at him, unfazed by his question. Richard continued forcefully, becoming more angry. ‘I’m sure this could be classed as Racism.’ He pointed out. The woman still stood, her facial expressions did not change. She did not care for what Richard said to her.
‘I’m very sorry Sir’ she said brazenly, as she leant on the table. ‘My job is to make sure costumers are happy, and unfortunately they’re not.’ She paused and scanned the both of us. ‘I’m sorry but I’m going to politely ask you both to leave.’ She stood up from her leaning positions, folded her arms and waited, with her eyebrows raised.
There will be another extract tomorrow, then release.
Stay safe,
Matt,
writing|page
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