I’m not going to be posting any of the novel I’m working on till it’s finished because then I’d be tempted to rewrite. This month is all about just trying to get the words down on the page. But, I will post the first thirteen lines of a new short story.
You guys are the first ones to read this. Let me know if you want to read the whole thing. 3700 words. Fantasy.
Horizontal Rain
by Mary Robinette Kowal          New York. 9:45 a.m. Tuesday.
          Maxwell Sanders pressed the phone closer to his ear as if that would somehow bring comprehension. “Did you say trolls?”
          “Yes, Max.” Amalia’s voice conveyed an image of rigid posture.
          “Let me repeat what I just heard.” He ran a hand over his scalp. “Trolls have shut down the aluminum plant construction and you want to redo the plans to appease them?”
          “Yes, Max.” Static hissed faintly on the line, reminding him that she was in Iceland. “I know what it sounds like, but sixty-four percent of the population here believe in fairies, elves, and trolls. So when the foreman tells me they won’t continue working because we’re intruding into troll territory I can’t just ignore him.”
