Thursday, March 26, 2009

Excerpt: Thirstday's 1-liner

Julian woke at the sound of her own voice. She noticed Taj up against her, silently watching, concerned at her nocturnal outburst. After a few seconds of eye contact, Taj turned his head and let his tail move slowly back and forth, content once more.

They reached slumber together this time, sharing this little space. Julian tiptoed on the fringe of dream world, thinking of Cat and Taj—amused that her mind made the association between Caterina’s nickname and Taj’s species. I am brilliant, but only briefly and intermittently.