Lacunae: Chapter 5

Lacunae: Chapter 5

Hello all – time for Lacunae: Chapter 5!

Originally, this was going to be a prologue. Whilst I still like it as such, I’m hoping it works better to move the story along as a chapter. It has a completely different tone to the rest that I hope to develop for certain sections going forward.

I have posted it before, as flash fiction, although this has some additions – previous comments had wanted more details on the ‘characters’, which I’ve tried to address.

Anyway, hope you like it. As always, comments and you stopping by to read it are much appreciated! 🙂

If you missed Lacunae: Chapter 1, you can go right back to the beginning and read it HERE.


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FIVE

Clouds rumbled overhead, heralding the arrival of rain. The first drops met the ground sporadically, evaporating on the scorched earth, yet soon began to fall with more urgency, each grounded drip attracted to another like a magnet. They quickly joined forces, grouping to form rivulets, as they forged an unrelenting path through the desert sand.

Spurred on by the legions of droplets rushing to join from above, the liquid fingers spread outwards, searching for cracks to explore. Downwards they groped, caressing the untouched rock, probing further. Once the route had been scouted, ahead of the torrent, the eager surge asserted control, breaking through into…

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Lacunae: Chapter 4

Lacunae: Chapter 4

The next installment to continue the tale of Lacunae – Here’s Chapter 4. It’s a long-ish one again, but figured I’d keep it together this time, as some people read out of sync with Ch.3

I hope you’re enjoying it so far – feedback in the comments always appreciated!

If you missed Lacunae: Chapter 1, you can go right back to the beginning and read it HERE.


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FOUR

The walk home highlighted damage from the earlier quake. Most of the townsfolk were going about their business as if nothing had happened but Cooper noticed shop workers re-assembling displays and could see the local convenience store was lacking its window.  Fragments of glass littered the walkway and staff were redirecting pedestrians away from the hazard.

The further Coop travelled from the centre of Verdura, the less damage he saw. Although some routes appeared to have surface cracks that he was sure weren’t there on his morning walk, it seemed buildings in the outskirts had avoided major destruction. Perhaps they had all over-reacted in O’Rourkes.

As he entered his own, unscathed driveway, he could see Mrs Bradford busying herself in the kitchen. He had little time to cross the threshold of his home before she swooped in and grabbed the bottle her son was carrying.

“What took you so long? We won’t have time to chill this properly before dinner now. And hi, thanks, how was your day?” The exhausted features of Cooper’s mother melted into a smile that had helped heal many. Nurse Eva commanded strength and beauty despite long hours.

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Lacunae: Chapter 3 (Cont.)

Lacunae: Chapter 3 (Cont.)

As promised yesterday, here’s the continuation of Lacunae: Chapter 3. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know your thoughts in the comments!

If you missed Lacunae: Chapter 1, you can go right back to the beginning and read it HERE.


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“I told you! But no, nobody listens to little Iris do they?” Iris’ panicked tone broke the stunned atmosphere that had descended in the bar, making all three men jump. Engrossed in the news report, Cooper hadn’t seen her return from the bathroom.

“Jesus Sis,turn it down a notch! And what precisely did you tell me about, because I don’t remember you saying anything about evacuations, acid rain and possible death!”

“The volcano! This is bad, really bad. People could die Coop, or get melted by some acidic downpour and that man knew! He predicted it, with all his talk of fire water and sky demons and what happened? They locked him up to keep it quiet. It’s a conspiracy, they don’t want the public to know they messed up their monitoring and now it’s too late to save people, oh God…”

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Lacunae: Chapter 3

Lacunae: Chapter 3

Hi everyone 🙂 It’s been a busy week so the next installment of Lacunae is a little late – it’s hard work, this writing lark! My chapters also seem to be getting longer, that’s why I’ve split this over two posts. The second half will be live tomorrow (Sunday 9th July).

So, without needlessly adding to the word count, here’s Lacunae: Chapter 3. As always, I’d love your feedback!

If you’ve missed the start of Lacunae, you can go right back to the beginning and read from HERE.


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THREE

“Loserrrrrrrrr!”

Two universal hand gestures for failure appeared in front of his face, accompanied with mocking laughter. Cooper Bradford had great friends!

“Man, if a ho did that to me, she’d be going down. And you know what I’m talkin’ ’bout when I say ‘going down’! Damn, she would pay, big time.”

“Trent, what is that accent?” Cooper and his best friend Max stared at the weird third wheel of the group.

“Bitch be crazy, man. That Jenna needs showing who’s in control. Ain’t no woman be doing that to the Trentboy!” Trent rapped his fingers together, in what Cooper assumed was his attempt to look ‘gangsta’.

“Trentboy? Are you serious? Like rent boy. This is the name you’re going with?”

“And again,” continued Max, “Why were you talking like some reject from Snoop Dogg’s crew? C’mon, it’s offensive on so many levels.”

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Lacunae: Chapter 2

Lacunae: Chapter 2

Hi everyone! And so it continues… Here’s Chapter 2 of my sci-fi tale Lacunae. I hope you enjoy it, feedback is most welcome!

A special mention to Sue from Space, Time and Raspberries who has volunteered herself to be my beta reader – she has her hands full hammering out the passive voice tendencies I have! But she has already been an enormous help, so thanks Sue 🙂 Go check out her site to read the first chapters of her book, Enhanced and also catch up with the regular adventures of Elliot.

If you missed Lacunae: Chapter 1, you can go back and read it HERE.


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TWO

Cooper had taken the walk to Jenna’s many times before. He had no need to pay attention to the world around him as he travelled down tree-lined streets, past the small park and over the brook to the new development on the east side of town. It wasn’t that he was an unsocial person, just that the townsfolk of Verdura Falls were a close-knit bunch who always looked out for one another: loosely translated as ‘bloody nosey’.

Earphones were his defence, an invisible shield against unwanted chatter. It meant most people ignored him and those who tried to get his attention soon realised he couldn’t hear them and went on their way with a wave. The merciful drum beats drowned out the unoriginal enquiries of ‘How’s things?’, ‘You got yourself a lady yet?’, ‘Isn’t it time you found a proper job?’ and most annoyingly ‘So why didn’t you try again?’

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