The Big Announcement!

So, I'm here to finally reveal what my 'big project' is... If you've been on Google+ or Facebook, you understand what I'm talking about. If not, I'll just say that I have something up my sleeve and I'm now about to reveal it.

Drumroll please!...........

I've got some novellas/short stories that I will be publishing this Spring! Yay!

Alright, its out. I can breathe now.. hah!

So, yes, I've got some short stories/novellas (not sure yet which one they classify as since I don't have a final word count yet) getting brutally ripped apart edited and patched back together to form some semblance of a story fixed up so it sounds nice. (Any other authors relate to how this feels?) Haha.

In any case, I thought I had better get on here and share. I'll keep you posted and just can't wait to get these done! For now, here's a short clip from one of the stories (still unedited, y'all, so this is in the raw form). Also, this is COPYRIGHTED. You may not use this in any form without my permission. Thank you!

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Cold. It was so cold. That was the only thing that kept running through her mind. That and the fact that if she was to stay alive, she had to keep moving. One foot in front of the other, each step more painful than the last. The wind made the rain splatter across her face like tiny flying rocks.  She wrapped her arms around herself and squinted her eyes to try to see further than the few feet the weather was allowing her.

“Hello?”  She called out in vain. The wind carried her words straight behind her and lost them in the growing darkness.  Looking up at the sky, she blinked hard to keep from crying.  Escaped tears joined the trails of water left on her cheeks from the rain.

She continued stumbling forward.  Her dress, soaked from the rain, hung heavily on her shoulders. Her hair no longer resembled anything of a neat appearance, but instead remained plastered over her face and hung in limp, dripping locks. She paused for a moment, trying to catch her breath.  Hugging herself to contain some warmth, she tried to ignore the reaching fingers of the tree’s branches. They looked like hideous monsters in the dark. Each branch seemed to grow long and reach out to her, wanting to snatch her up and hurl her into the wind.  She shut her eyes to close out the image.  It was too much to bear.  At that moment she suddenly felt could care less if she were dead or alive.  It wouldn’t matter in a few moments anyway.  They were sure to find her.   Perhaps she would be dead by then, and her worries would be over.  She opened her eyes and looked around at the desolate forest.  It would be a lonesome place to die.