GULP….. time to share a little tiny piece of Book Baby 4 with you all. It’s still a work in progress but I thought I’d share a little excerpt with you….just to tease you.
For me this is more than a little nerve wracking. Not even my “infamous five” alpha readers have seen this yet!
Book Baby 4 still doesn’t have a title but features a band that those of you who have read Impossible Depths and Bonded Souls will be familiar with. It’s working title is AL – After Life.
Here’s just a little sneak peek into the After Life story. Enjoy!
After Life’s usual rehearsal hall was in the basement of a former church. The church above had closed its doors a few years before due to dwindling numbers of worshippers. When Ellen and Taylor arrived with Rocky next day, they found that they weren’t the first to arrive, despite being deliberately early. Cal and Luke were already practicing.
“Morning, boys,” called out Rocky loudly. “No Jack?”
“He’s gone over to the music store to pick up some drum heads,” answered Cal. “He split two earlier. None left in the trunk.”
“Two?” echoed Rocky, shaking his head. “That boy’ll bankrupt us all at the rate he goes through them.”
Casually Ellen slipped off her leather jacket and laid it over the back of a nearby chair. As she crossed the room to join the band on the low makeshift stage, she was aware that all eyes were on her. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she asked, “What’s the plan?”
“To rehearse,” stated Luke tersely. “And to see if you can deliver the fucking goods, princess.”
“Luke,” growled Taylor as he lifted his guitar from its case. “Cut it out.”
With a sneer, Luke bowed his head slightly, “Humble apologies, Miss Lloyd. Ladies choice.”
Before she could reply, the door creaked open and Jack returned carrying a bag with his new drum heads in it.
“Sorry, people,” he apologised. “Are you all waiting for me?”
“Yeah,” drawled Luke sourly. “And on Little Miss here deciding what we’re playing.”
“Kashmir,” stated Ellen with a calm confidence.
“Kashmir?” echoed the bass player unable to mask his surprise. “You mess this up and you’re history! Hear me?”
“Luke!” snapped Rocky. “Enough, young man! Give her a fair chance.”
“It’s fine, Rocky,” said Ellen, praying she sounded calmer than she felt. “Luke, I’ll make a deal with you. One error and I’m gone. One from you and the result’s the same. You go.”
Both Jack and Cal laughed before Cal commented, “You asked for that, mate.”
“Harrumph,” muttered Luke sulkily.
“Luke, that sounds fair enough to me,” said Rocky. “Especially considering the way you spoke to this young lady last night.”
“Fine,” he growled, inwardly seething at having been backed into a corner.
A few minutes later, Ellen stood centre stage with her trembling hand wrapped round the microphone. Taking a deep breath, she heard Jack and Luke begin the thundering drum and bass intro then Cal and Taylor came in on guitar. Precisely on cue, she began to sing, keeping her voice low and even with a hint of menace.
“Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face.”
Over the next eight minutes, she poured her heart and soul into the vocal. Channelling every last ounce of her inner strength, Ellen shut out all thoughts of Luke and the pressures on her, focusing instead on nailing every note however high or long. Beside her, Taylor was playing with a passion to rival her own, almost as if he were willing her through the iconic anthem with his own music. As she reached the final couple of lines, Ellen’s heart was pounding and her palm was sweaty.
“Let me take you there!”
Her voice rang out across the hall as the band finished off the song with a flourish. It didn’t escape her sharp attention that Luke fluffed a section just before the end. With a small smile, Ellen raised her eyebrows and stared at him through her tinted glasses.
“Fucking insane!” declared Cal enthusiastically. “Awesome voice, girl!”
“That was quite something,” agreed Jack from behind the drum kit.
Without looking at Ellen, Luke unplugged his bass, laid it down and stepped off stage. As he walked towards the door, he called back over his shoulder, “The bitch is in.”
Book Baby 4 coming Summer 2018 (I hope!)
(image sourced via Google – credits to the owner)