I have a very special guest blogger today, Katrina Buckhold. Perhaps that name rings a bell?
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| Katrina as she appears on the cover of THE TRAZ |
Katrina is the young protagonist in THE TRAZ.
Although she is immature and abrasive and isn't perhaps all that
reliable, I did agree to let her open her own Twitter account
(https://twitter.com/KatrinaBuckhold).
Although I had to do a lot
censoring and censuring for the first while, she seems to be growing up
somewhat.
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3 days only
Monday, 10th September 2012
to
Wednesday 12th September 2012 inclusive
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In celebration of this week's special promo, she's pulled together some of her fave quotes from THE TRAZ and here they are in 140 characters or less:
Perhaps he had some use for her genius.The
thought that he wanted her for something when no one else did...> #Free THE TRAZ http://ow.ly/dkT
THE TRAZ http://ow.ly/dkSTy She tucked one of her dad's shirts
around her face so she could catch the scent of what once was. FREE today
#FREE today: She was cold when she got home, despite the
heat of the August sun. She listened to the silence calling to her. THE TRAZ http://ow.ly
"Please?" She tilted her head and
searched his face, as she knew he liked her to do.>THE TRAZ http://ow.ly/dkRZ5 Free today
The cool moonlight was sparking off eyes
that, in the sun, shone blue and bright. She stood on her toes and... Free today >THE TRAZ http://ow.ly/dkS5o
The day started not all that badly—a warm
June morning. By seven o'clock the summer sun was already high... THE TRAZ http://ow.ly/dkS8q Free
She thought of electrons & photons, the
intertwining of space, speed & time. In 2 weeks she'd be a teenager > THE
TRAZ Free today! http://ow.ly/dkSjh
Colours & numbers could be digitized.
Someday the human mind would be etched on a silicon chip >THE TRAZ http://ow.ly/dkSjh Free
Katrina felt faint and distant and dizzy.
Words swirled about her. Someone said, "Dead. Everybody dead. Dead."
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"You're 13, running around 'til the
wee hours of the morning & coming home drunk. I won't put up with it."
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Katrina slipped from her chair and grabbed
his arm. "Grandpa! Grandpa! Are you sleeping or are you dying?" THE
TRAZ ow.ly/aXtbK Free
The parts of her that were cold began
stirring, moving, pulsating, synchronizing with the beat of the pistons >THE TRAZ http://ow.ly/dkTVR Free
THE TRAZ "How far do you want to ride?"
Shrug's voice broke into her reverie. "Forever," Katrina answered. Free http://ow.ly/dkTVR
THE TRAZ "...The man dropped to
the ground. His eyes slid closed. The remnants of a smile still twisted his
lips..." FREE today http://ow.ly/dkTVR
Eileen Schuh, Canadian writer www.eileenschuh.com
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