Character Blogfest: Chose your favorite character
1. Decide which of your characters you'd like to introduce everyone to, and choose a snippet about this character (preferably no more than 200 words) to share about this character. (A snippet from your manuscript would be awesome, but if you're not comfortable with that, you can choose to do a character sketch--something to show us your character and writing.)
2. Between January 23-25, tell us who your favorite character you've written is and why and post your snippet.
3. Hop around to other participants to check out their favorite characters and a bit of their story.
My favorite character is Hailey Price from my recently completed Paranormal Thriller, The Haunting of Ingersull Penitentiary. When Hailey Price decides to purchase the abandoned Ingersull Penitentiary with an inheritance from her murdered mother and incarcerated father's estate, and convert the former prison into a bed and breakfast, she has no idea what evil lurks within the walls once known for inhumane treatment. Hailey must find her inner strength and confront her past to battle the ancient evil.
Unpublished Excerpt:
Hailey raised her hand as if it would keep him away. “Don’t come near me!”
Braxton staggered toward her. In a swift movement, she slipped the bow off
her shoulder, unclipped the arrow, placed the arrow on the rest and drew the bow back.
“Saint Michael the Archangel…”
“You’re attempt at religion won’t work on me, Hailey. I‘m growing too strong.”
A wide smile crossed his face and he continued toward her.
Her skilled archery anchor points didn’t feel right. “Shit.” The impact of
bouncing off the ground moved her peep out of alignment. Her ribs ached and her arm
wavered. Twenty more steps and he’d be too close to release the arrow.
Shoot BraxNo! She refused to humanize him or even think his name. Shoot your
target, Hailey!
She took a deep breath and the pain from her ribs made her wince. Bow still
drawn back, she adjusted her left hand on the bow and moved her right thumb under her
jaw. Her peep site off, she closed her eyes and sang, “My God is so great, so strong and
so mighty there’s nothing my God cannot do…”
“I’m a person not a spirit. I told you, your mumbo-jumbo religious shit don’t
scare…”
Releasing the arrow, she opened her eyes and waited for the fooomp. Braxton
tumbled backward to the floor. Her prize winning Brodhead carbon arrow protruding out
of his heart.
A perfect kill shot. A gasp of a cry wracked her body. She discarded the bow and
ran to Nathan’s side. Dropping to the floor, placing her cheek nest to his mouth she
prayed and waited for a breath. Another explosion rocked down the corridor. This one
closer. She positioned her body across the man she accepted she still loved,
shielding his head from debris.
