Confession: Umm I’ve barely written anything this week. It’s bad. In my defense, it is halfway through the semester by now and I’ve had some big midterm projects to work on (in fact, I should be working on some of them right now … arrgh). I’ve also just felt really uninspired lately. My spring break starts on Friday, and hopefully over next week I can get some more writing done. For now, here is this week’s short snippet from I Chose the Monster.
He closes the door behind him and walks out onto the balcony, rubbing his eyes. When he sees me, he stops in his tracks. “Oh … hey, Nina.”
“How long have you been up?”
“I don’t know. Just a few minutes, I guess.”
Gavin walks over and stands next to me, placing his hands on the balcony railing. “Did you sleep at all?”
“Yeah, a few hours. I slept pretty soundly, actually.”
“Good, good.” He scratches the back of his neck. “I didn’t think I’d be able to sleep at all, but I think I slept a little. I don’t know. Sometimes I feel like I can’t even tell anymore.”
I know what he means. Part of me feels like this is all one long dream, and it doesn’t matter whether I’m awake or asleep.
“I think I need to get out of here,” Gavin says.
“I mean, get out for a while. Do some hunting.”
“Really? Right now?” I’ve spoken before I can stop myself, but now I fall silent again. I just find it hard to believe that he’d want to go out hunting at a time like this, considering we lost two people last night, probably not even twenty-four hours ago.
“I know, I know,” he sighs. “I know it sounds crazy, but … I feel like it’s what I need right now. All these thoughts are driving me crazy, and I just … need to do something.”