Iseult was a novelist. She wrote horror, fantasy and science fiction.
It was raining outside. It was one of those sun-shower days that make you understand why Ireland is called “The Emerald Isle”. The green was translucent.
Iseult gazed out the window. She had been stuck on a sentence for two days now. “Herman raised the axe”. Iseult knew she couldn’t kill off Aoibhinn, the heroine, so early in the novel. It was after all only page 19.
“Herman raised the axe.” What comes next? How could Aoibhinn escape this inevitable fate? Does she bend down to pat the dog and thus escape the plunging axe head? No! No! It’s all too predictable. Simply bending to pat a dog and escaping murder is so gauche. Maybe Iseult had made a mistake modelling Herman on the guy who comes to mow her lawns – he was too much an unexciting character. His personality didn’t advance the plot.
Outside the window a thrush was singing its heart out in the rain. Now there’s a sentence, thought Iseult. “Herman raised the axe. Outside the window a thrush was singing its heart out in the rain.”
Iseult typed the new sentence. At least she was one sentence further on. It’s fun, she thought, that what I type is actually happening! Outside the window a thrush was singing…
Herman raised the axe. Outside the window a thrush was singing its heart out in the rain. Iseult bent down to pat the dog.
(The real Iseult blogs HERE. There she reviews many a book. Her own novel – “7 Days in Hell” – is available on Amazon. Sometime ago, in the comments on my blog, Iseult expressed a mild desire to be a “victim” in one of my stories! Hence today’s gentle, though callous, plot.)
Ahhhhh! How are you watching me? This is so fantastic. Thank you! I’m afraid to bend down to pat the dogs now.
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Love the mention of my gorgeous lawn and the thrush I rescued too 😁
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Do you know… I had forgotten about the thrush! I had meant to say at the bottom that the story had nothing to do with your book’s plot…
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I wish my book was so good!
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LOL! I give your book 5 dogs!
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Thanks 😁😁😁
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Wonderful!
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Thanks Cindy!
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Great story. I’m still waiting to see what happens to Herbert.
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Just wait in line. Your turn will come!
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Hahahahaha! I will beware.
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Looking forward to your demise 😁
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lolz. Thanks, I think.
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Brilliant! Love this story – perfect!
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Thanks so much, Valinora. That is much appreciated.
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Beautiful.
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Thanks! I thought you were away camping. Did it rain?
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I’m attempting to ignore my phone while I’m out here in the wilderness, but, alas, I am weak.
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Just don’t get bitten by a snake or eaten by a coyote.
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The biggest thing to eat me was a mosquito.
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Any story that includes a well-loved dog gets a thumbs up, predictable or not.
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Thanks Judy. That’s only too true!
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Uh oh, be careful what you wish for!
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That’s solid advice!
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Can I die next? Please!
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A stabbing in the shower might be dramatic and echo Hitchcock’s Psycho!
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I’ll honestly be stabbed whenever at this point. Like, stab me in a knife store, if you must. Stab me in a knife store in liquidation, just let this end for me.
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Well I’m not going do the stabbing then. I only stab friends metaphorically – and preferable in a bottle store.
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Oh, I thought you also stabbed the Kiwi government, preferably in a liquor store!
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You can’t get me to start cursing that easily.
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When will Max come to a sticky end?
I only have one request if I get that supreme honor…This has to be in the story… “There is skulduggery afoot”
I simply love that phrase Bruce…if I gotta die…I want to die with skulduggery afoot.
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I sense a certain skulduggery afoot in the request. You shall have to await your turn. As you know, the murderer rarely informs the victim of the pending day.
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I’m caught up and ready to be hacked, shot, thrown down an elevator shaft, or poisoned…any day! Even if it’s a year from now…I’ll be ready. I’ll tell my next of kin. She will throw a party.
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I find your enthusiasm exciting and titillating and I think you just moved in the list to nearer to fruition. I shall blunt the knife in readiness.
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My back is ready!
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I’m not intending to start with the back, Max.
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Well make me suffer Bruce. You owe it to your readers. I will take one for the team…or two, three or four.
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I’m starting to have my doubts as to whether this story would be suitable for a blog that’s read by impressionable people. You’re creating quite a visual feast of possibilities.
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I know…I’m sounding awful eager to be killed aren’t I?
Ahh… I do it in the spirit of a good story. To be killed by Bruce…a bucket list item checked off.
Do your worse Bruce!
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I shall! Don’t fret!
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Bruce i have nothing but confidence in you and very little of that.
I pulled out a Groucho line…it just felt right.
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Oh I liked this one. The suspense built quite suddenly. Since it’s early on in the novel, I don’t fear for Iseult. What frightful axe is on her site!! Perhaps the axe that was being raised??
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Iseult added the axe on her site after the appearance of this story. The axe I had in mind was less sharp!
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Ah, the blunt axe. Give the killer a workout. I like it.
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A sharp and blunt comment, Iseult.
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I like your way of thinking!
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That is a picturesque narration. The insertion of the thrush calling adds a symbolic weight to the proceedings, regardless of the progress or the conclusion of the episode.
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Thanks. Some readers are lining up to get done in! It might help fill in the occasional posting!
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Actually, I do like to write that way. The defining difference though is that I don’t believe in Writer’s Block. I am more scared of Writer’s Verbal Diarrhoea.
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Constipation can be quite painful – especially if it’s someone else’s.
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