I was happy. Life was good. I had a beautiful twenty-two year old daughter, a successful practice, numerous friends, and a nice home. Now I have nothing to speak of, all because of those evil boys. My daughter is dead though she died months before her death. My practice is… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: I was happy—”
Category: Free Edits
Every now and then, I do a bunch of free edits so you can see how it’s done.
Free HOOK Edit: When I saw him shot through the head—
When I saw him shot through the head, it was unexpected, but it was less of a surprise than one might think. I had seen it before. It was always the same. Driven by some reflexive impulse I couldn’t seem to overcome, I looked up and followed the trajectory from… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: When I saw him shot through the head—”
Free HOOK Edit: Bethany is stalking me—
Bethany is stalking me outside my cubicle. She’s sauntering back and forth like a slinky tiger. Her shoes, sleek and shiny and sharp-toed, are like silky claws. The pointy heels dig into the bland blue-gray carpet. As soon as I hang up the phone, Bethany plops down on my desk…. Read more“Free HOOK Edit: Bethany is stalking me—”
Free HOOK Edit: Red letters flew into John's vision—
Red letters flew into John’s vision, projected from his Eyespy. Maps and instructions flooded the Wallscapes. Warnings wailed in his Earbug. Full evacuation? They can’t be serious. This is the third major drill since June. John glanced up at the skylight of the observation lounge where he had escaped to… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: Red letters flew into John's vision—”
Free HOOK Edit: The blood pooling under the man's back—
The blood pooling under the man’s back reminded Nick of butterfly wings. They spread from the twin wounds, sweeping to each side in graceful arcs that sparkled in the sunlight from a kitchen window. Nick didn’t blink when the man writhed on the floor, choking on his blood. His yellow… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: The blood pooling under the man's back—”
Free HOOK Edit: Carmen slammed her keycard—
Carmen slammed her keycard on the counter. She was old enough to remember metal keys, much more satisfying when it came to slamming. Metal clanked; plastic only clunked. Dully. Her head ached and she was filled with remorse at the slip of the tongue that had revealed her insomnia. Only… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: Carmen slammed her keycard—”
Free HOOK Edit: Trapped—
Trapped. Isem’s eyes flickered around the room as he shifted on the chair. There wasn’t much to see. A small table lined with chairs, a fire licking away at the logs in the fireplace. A wood stove, a sink, and a counter where his captor stood, back to him. She… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: Trapped—”
Free HOOK Edit: The filming began last week—
The filming began last week after months of preparation. He was eager to get on with it. He was known for channeling a character so well that his physical appearance changed. He’d been making movies since his twenties, and was well known for a time. He was aging though, faster… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: The filming began last week—”
Free HOOK Edit: Dear Major Bradon—
Dear Major Bradon, I’ll keep this simple for you. Technomancy: The fine art of combining science and sorcery. Technomancers: People who manage to survive combining science and sorcery. Did I mention that there aren’t that many of us? We’ve been called many things over the years, alchemists, magicians… But don’t… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: Dear Major Bradon—”
Free HOOK Edit: To begin with, Marlowe was dead—
To begin with, Marlowe was dead. The police dispatcher said that over the phone, when he broke into Ben’s sleep at five a.m., and the coroner’s assistant said it again, to Ben’s face. Marlowe had been dead at least seven hours, shot and dumped in a filthy alley. The assistant… Read more“Free HOOK Edit: To begin with, Marlowe was dead—”