ROUND 2: Write the opening paragraph of your novella. It should be no more than 300 words, not including your opening sentence, and should be about interactions that take place over the web.
No ancient or modern disaster will make You fall, no pandemy can make You stop. And Your streets with sweet taste of oxidation will keep running and Your graceful holes in the atmosphere won’t close. From the old Convent Choir to the drug trafficking and prostituition on the World Wide Web, You will raise more and more. They killed me but they can’t kill You. Your Muse and my Hunter, my daughter and son, my murderers. You’re in the bloody dirty hands of my murderers now, in who I trust, ’cause they know that we’ve always been under and above the laws, real or virtual. Your people, the ones who were born in You, live and die for You, wear gas masks and latex clothes – Yeah! The german porns were inspired by You, my caustic empire. And they know how to use the triple W to warm your organism. They know how to speak in codes. World Wide Web to the Wax Wild Worm. Negociations leave trails. I’m Madre Joana of the Thorns, married with Crhist, Devil’s lover, once a queen, once a whore, now a ghost. This is my reality and my fiction.
August 22, 2009 at 12:42 pm
Ok – you have me hook line and sinker.
Your writing conjures (and it is the most appropriate word) a urban gothic world with a part historial, part cultural, part archetypal main character whose voice we where but we’ve yet to see – if we actually do see “her”.
You concluding line closes the deal for me – reality AND fiction. Does it get any better than this.
You’ve created a really interesting prologue and I can’t wait to see where it goes from here. Congratulations … and thanks for the Tweets!