Laney – This Desert Life (working title)

Two character excerpts from my working title novel, This Desert Life. Both are for the character of Laney.

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“Welcome Home, Son” by Radical Face

Check out Today’s Song of the Day – “Welcome Home, Son” by Radical Face

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You can hurt me :: SOTD

“Before we start,
you should know that you’re not the only one.
who can hurt me.”

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You don’t want to waste your life :: Counting Crows :: My Favorite Artists

Counting Crows :: My Favorite Artists

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Some things only she knows :: SOTD

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Derek Gores “I don’t believe I went too far, I said I was willing. She said she knew what my books did not; I thought she knew what’s up.” “How did you know Laney?” Rae had been asked it so many times in the last five days that she…

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We are coming for you :: SOTD

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Aaron Nagel “Come away little lass, come away to the water, to the arms that are waiting only for you.” There were rumors that flew through the desert, floating across telephone lines and traded over beer runs and gas tank refills. Some of them landed at Laney and Jack’s…

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‘Cos soon enough we’ll die :: SOTD

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Ryan Hewett “I don’t want to judge What’s in your heart But if you’re not ready for love How can you be ready for life?” Rae had walked to the end of the wired fence, past the dirt road, a stone’s throw away from the church. “A stone’s throw”?…

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I won’t put my hands up and surrender :: SOTD

Keep Art Alive :: “Fallen” :: Art by Aaron Nagel “I know I left too much mess and destruction, to come back again, and I caused nothing but trouble,  I understand if you cant talk to me again. And, if you live by the rules of “it’s over”, then I’m sure that that makes sense.”…

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Love was ours :: SOTD

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Christian Schloe “She wore blue velvet, bluer than velvet was the night, softer than satin was the light, from the stars.” The end of February came without consequence, without significance, without the reverence that Laney felt it should possess. It was a Leap Year, like that year had been. That…

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Honey show a little faith :: SOTD

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Malcolm Liepke “Well, it’s not that I don’t love you, I’ll love you honey till I die.” Jeff brought a cluster of roses to her door, tin foil wrapped condom tight around the thorns for protection. He had snipped them carefully, one by one, from the moonlit side of…

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