I've worked too long and too hard on Judy's last three books. So here is my plan. All I want to do is play. I'm going to tease your senses, lure you in, and keep you pouncing.
Every week, Starting with the first chapter I will post the first paragraph of each chapter. Your comments will be welcome.
Since you have already read Chapter One, I will repost the first paragraph along with the first paragraph of Chapter Two.
SPORTSTER'S ADVENTURES
CHAPTER ONE
My eyes sprang open.
Judy’s frightened scream joined the howls of the protesting motor home.
My body slammed against the windshield. Tires screeched, mixed with the squeal of
metal and squalling fiberglass. Airborne, our house lurched off the road, like
the birds I envied. My body crammed against the windshield, which kept me
insulated from the outside world. Jagged lines crawled and crunched across the
once unobstructed view while branches, rocks and dirt pounded the varicose
pattern until it gave way. Encased inside, we sailed, as if we would meet the
heavens. A sudden but sublime silence
overtook, only to be broken by a crashing jolt. The vehicle squashed onto the
ground and the tires exploded. My body flew through green scented air, not like
small birds on the wing, but rather like the hawk on its deadly dive to earth
for prey.
SPORTSTER'S ADVENTURES
CHAPTER TWO
Many of the creatures in the woods, I learned, existed on a
nocturnal schedule. Judy resisted any
time I attempted to establish a similar routine, by refusing me entrance to the
bedroom. Well she wasn’t here now. Instead
of waking with the sun, life in this jungle returned to their burrows, nests
and decayed logs. I figured, an easy adaptation for me. I retreated to my
rotted trunk, crouched within its caverns, and stared at the bugs that crawled
its walls. They crept along their self-made tunnels, content to stay off of
me. I blinked to stay awake.
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