In Which I Finally Tell You About My Snow White Retelling

   So I've been saying (... for a long time ...) that I would tell you guys a few things about my new Snow White retelling for the Rooglewood writing contest ... and ... here I am. Finally showed up. Properly terrified but still posting this?

   OKAY let's do this before I have too many second thoughts.

   Now, I won't be telling you guys MUCH (since this is a novella for a contest, after all - I don't want to give away too many things about it!) but I will give you guys a collage, temporary title, and a snippet.

   So.

   Y'all, meet my current work in progress, Asher Grey .

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   So ... well, secrets out now, huh? xD The main character's name is - go figure - Asher Grey, and this novella's (mostly) written all in first person. I'm having heaps of fun with it! The writing schedule for it is pretty tight, seeing as I have to submit the entire thing for the Rooglewood contest in DECEMBER. *is low-key stressed out*. But right now I'm working towards getting it spruced up for alphas, so ... I suppose I can share ONE snippet without too many fears, yes? (ignore the spoilers that I block out of the snippet. You don't need to know them yet xD)     

  I woke up with a start, and the entire forest felt like a prowling cat. Silent. Lethal. Waiting to strike. It was dark, and the stars floated in the sky like pin-pricks in black paper. My hand went for my knife.

  I should have called someone, but I didn’t. Instead, I laid there in the deep, deep black and wondered if [spoiler] could be hurt, before steeling my resolve and standing up, still clutching the hilt of my dagger.

  That was when a shard of moonlight tumbled through the canopy of dark leaves and landed on my hand. I blinked in surprise, then stretched out my fingers, watching the shadows warp. Suddenly, the light fell from my hand and landed on the ground.

  I moved to step on it, and the light shifted away from my foot. It moved north … and I followed it.

  It moved again.

  I glanced uncertainly from the strange, moving slash of moonlight to the east of the camp, where Falkor was probably still standing sentry. Could [spoiler] start seeing things? I looked back at the moonlight. Weighed my chances.

  And I decided to follow it.

  The gliding fingerprint of moon took me deeper into the birch trees than I probably should have gone, but I slashed marks into the trees I walked past with my knife so that I’d know the way back.

  The moonlight seemed to know exactly where it wanted to go – and for an inhuman thing, it certainly seemed to know what it was doing. I just didn’t know how long I wanted to follow it.

  I shot a look over my shoulder. We’d gone too far out for me to even catch a glimpse of the Camp anymore. I wasn’t sure if –

  And then I heard a scream.

  I knew that scream.

  I shot off so fast that the moonlight had to fight to stay ahead of me. I ran on the very edge of the path that it lit for me, my heartbeat pounding faster than my feet hit the ground.

  The scream rang out again, and the moonlight screeched to a halt and darted left. I dashed after it, ghostly birch-tree branches scraping across my arms. Blood ran in tiny rivulets where they cut me, but I kept running.

   *stops snippet at a very bad spot*  

   So hopefully you guys enjoyed getting a tiny little peek at my current project! I know this wasn't a huge amount of info about it - so maybe I'll share more in October! ;) I love Asher Grey to death, and I'm so excited to see where it goes from here. <3 <3 <3

~ Savannah Grace

   so, what say you? are you interested in Asher Grey?