Monday, November 29, 2010

"Send It" - WTWC

Here's a little bit from the introduction of a new character in the WTWC world. He will play a bigger role later on in the story. Sadly, I do not think he will live.

This is a first draft so please excuse any glaring errors. If you see something wrong, point it out! As always, comments, suggestions, hate mail, and everything else are strongly encouraged.

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Tuesday, 8 November 2039
Sol System
Earth, USA, Panama, Somewhere near Chilibre


Staff Sergeant Ramon Barker was soaked through having been under a heavy rain for the last four hours unable to move. The Panamanian tropical climate was hot, sticky, wet and brutal but he had the training and the stamina to compensate which meant he could lay there in the wet for hours more if needed. He rested on his elbows looking down the sight of his Barret .50 cal sniper rifle, waiting patiently.

He and his spotter, Sergeant Byron James had been working their way slowly to through the dense tropical forest for two days before they found this spot on top of a hill. They each had used the local undergrowth to augment their ghille suits to blend better with the natural vegetation. They worked themselves into position behind a loophole, an area that provided concealment and a clear shot, this morning and were waiting for their target.

Monday, November 15, 2010

In the Field - WTWC

More from When the Wolves Come.

As always, comments, suggestions, hate mail, and everything else are strongly encouraged.


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Thursday, 2 June 2039
Sol System
Earth, USA, Camp Bullis, Texas

The smells of the blossoming wild weeds filled the air. It was springtime in the Texas wilderness. Camp Bullis was an old army base just outside of San Antonio. It was, at one time, a bombing range and had been used for years as a training area because of it’s vast open wilderness. The terrain varied from steep wooded hillsides and rolling grassy valleys to dry arid flats. 

Lieutenant Gray Henderson was laying low on his stomach, looking down the valley through his field glasses. As part of a joint training exercise, the division had been rotating units up to the camp for simulated combat drills with the Air Force and Marine Corps. His company was planted on a hillside behind the crest providing cover for a Marine unit that would be clearing the area soon. The company commander had let his XO, Henderson, take this mission as part of the exercise. The XO would need to be able to command the company just as well as the commander.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Excerpt from WTWC - Christmas Dinner

This is an excerpt from When the Wolves Come, my NaNoWriMo project. Please excuse the glaring format errors. I use Google Docs to edit which, apparently, does not play well with copy and paste.

As always, comments, suggestions, hate mail, and everything else are strongly encouraged.

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Friday, 25 December 2038
Sol System
Earth, USA, San Antonio, Texas

Even though his temporary apartment was small, it was not all together unpleasant. The company had provided a furnished apartment for him in San Antonio since moving his operations from Dallas to the Capital. He was not normally the type to overdue things during the holiday season, preferring just a meal and some quality time with his son. A gift or two might be exchanged, nothing extravagant.

This year he had hurriedly gone a little farther, stopping to get a Christmas tree from a local guy selling them on the side of the road. Clark was fairly convinced he had been ripped off by the man, fifty dollars seemed a little excessive for a tree that would make it’s way to the compost heap in about a week. Regardless, he thought it would be a good idea to make an effort this year since he would be having a special guest over.

Friday, November 5, 2010

When the Wolves Come - Chapter 1 - The Jenlai War

I've been working on this story for a while now. When NaNoWriMo kicked off this month, I decided to take a leap of faith and go for it. Below is the first chapter of my novel. Of course, this is a first draft, so please excuse any glaring mistakes. I would really appreciate any all comments, I'm in desperate need of encouragement. Writing 50K words in a month is no small task and any bit of enthusiasm for this story will go a long way in keeping me motivated to finish.

Thanks,

Noise

Chapter 1

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Saturday, 15 October 2038
Sol System
Earth, USA, Dallas, Texas

Light crept through the shades of the window like a knife into the dark, restful room where Clark teetered on the edge of morning consciousness. He cherished the moment between sleep and waking, although he could rarely recall enjoying it. The scratchy wool blanket most people despised was twisted around him, he must have tossed and turned a lot last night. He was sprawled out on his stomach with his cheek on the mattress, he had long ago become accustomed to sleeping without a pillow.

He willed himself out of bed, there was a lot that needed to be done today. He sat, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and reached for the glass of water on his night stand. The phone rang when his hand was near and he knocked over the glass, spilling the contents on the phone. The ringing ceased.

"Damn." he expressed aloud as he fumbled with cleaning up the mess. "I suppose it will have to wait."