TGF Update & Excerpt

Just wanted to give a quick update on The Great Funnel progress.

I'm spitting out a chapter a week (spitting isn't quite the word because you usually spit crap and this isn't crap, lol), usually written solely on the weekends because my weeks are so busy. I am sitting at 27K at the moment and not even into the main plot of the story yet. Well, I guess the entire book is the main plot, but I haven't really gotten to the juicy part yet. I developed a sub-plot today during my History of British Literature class. My professor is so inspiring that I can't help but write all through his lectures, lol. In my defense, I have read Lanval before.

Want to hear about the sub-plot? I'll post it for you!

One more thing. Have been slowly assimilating into reading romance (of all kinds) and found this really amazing author, Heather Long. You can visit her site HERE. Her book, Remembering Ashby, is sold by Sapphire Blue Publishing HERE so click on those links and read up on her wonderful talent. She currently has posted a free download of a short story that you can, obviously, download for free. Check that out on her site as well and leave your comments here or on her BLOG. Make sure you follow her blog as well to get a "daily dose" each morning to start your day out right.

I think that's all I have for today. Enjoy the sub-plot.

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Dis looked lonely from where I stood. The top of the highest tower was at least one hundred stories tall. It loomed over everything.

“Do you believe you have made the best decision bringing an Umbra into this?” Dyntai stood on my right with his hands perched on the short, stone wall surrounding us.

I addressed him with my eyes on the black horizon. “Dyntai, tell me. The Consilii has developed feelings, as well as the others. How is that so?”

He began to pace around the platform. The regular guards had been dismissed for the time being. Privacy was an issue at the moment. I couldn’t trust anyone, especially the new additions to my army.

“Diabulus’ hold has weakened, thus punishment has weakened.” His hands were clasped behind his back as if what he was telling me was common knowledge.

“Dyntai, you know as well as I do that Diabulus is a mere pawn.”

He ceased his pacing and stared into my soul. “Exactly.”

I hesitated briefly before standing tall and confident.

So, Hell was falling apart because of me.

“Why was my replacement not informed? He was supposed to rule Hell upon my reincarnation.”

“Devastation learned this knowledge regarding Diabulus and surpassed as leader of Hell.”

“He was named Keeper?”

“No, the one named Keeper was also a pawn, thus the escape of the Conterent.”

My voice remained confident. “That’s impossible.”

“Devastation has many followers, Morealis. Many are loyal to him. Devotedly so.” The tone in Dyntai’s voice warned me of the new danger to my army.

I had claimed Devastation’s loyal followers. There was no telling what they would do to me.

“We need someone on the inside who is loyal to us, but pledges loyalty to Devastation.”