Well, I'm not giving away Bryan Davis' newer book, Starlighter, but Nathan R. Petrie is! Just go to his blog, http://whisperedroars.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-giveaway-starlighter.html, post in a comment to be entered once, follow the blog and post a comment to be entered twice, or do the latter things AND blog about it (providing him with the link in your comment) to be entered THREE TIMES!!!!!! How great is that?!?!?! BEYOND GREAT!!! It's AWESOME! So do it now! If you've never read one of Bryan Davis' books, then you don't know what you've been missing. This is a great way to start reading his novels, also. Trust me, you won't be disappointing at all.
In His Service,
Brenna
Friday, April 16, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
A new story
I've been reading a lot of Ted Dekker lately, and I'm reading a novella by Brayden Hirsch, so now I'm inspired to write a mystery/thriller too!! So here's the first chapter of a story entitled "The Price of Beauty". Enjoy!
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The man sitting at the desk pulled up a file on his computer and browsed through its content. Trent Wilson sighed. After fifteen years in the FBI he’d never come across a case as peculiar as this one. There was a nock on his door. “Yes?” he called. Jennifer McAllister stepped into his small private office.
“Another murder, sir.” The tall, slender, and very beautiful woman dropped a folder on his desk.
“Brief me.” Trent said as he opened the folder.
“DNA confirms the victim as Tina Johnson, a twenty year-old, born and raised in Beaumont, Texas. Found propped up in a display window in a small shop called Chic Boutique.” Jennifer pointed at one of the pictures protruding from the folder. “Hair was chopped off, makeup was smeared over her face, and-”
Trent finished for her. “’The Price’ was written on her forehead in lipstick.”
“You got it.”
“And let me guess, exceedingly gorgeous?”
Jen pulled out a photo and laid it on the desk for him to see. “This guy definitely has a pattern, doesn’t he?”
Trent nodded and studied the picture. A slender young woman with black hair and bright eyes leaned up against a tree. The photo was probably taken for senior yearbook. “Definite pattern, but two things are constantly inconsistent.”
“Time and place.” Jen supplied the answer, even though it was a rhetorical question.
“Bingo. Any of his DNA found on the body or on the scene?”
“Nothing, as always. Just the facts we know already.”
Trent ran them through his mind absently. Roughly one hundred seventy pound male, size 12 shoe, always paid in cash, drove a 1998 Dodge Ram Quad Cab with Bridgestone tires, and had a thing against beautiful females. But it was more than that, wasn’t it? People don’t just go around killing attractive women in a pattern without an incentive. For the first time ever, Trent was having a hard time getting into the murder’s mind. What could possibly posses a human to kill God’s gift to men? And then he mutilated them, making the victim look like she’d just been hit by a train and let a toddler scribble on her face with cosmetics. Weird. Jennifer seemed to read his mind.
“This guy’s a psycho, huh? Creeps me out.” His co-worker, and best friend, faked a shudder. A slight grin tugged at Trent’s lips, but it quickly faded.
“Not just that, he’s also a pro. Definitely a reason to keep your doors locked at night, especially people like you.”
Jennifer laughed. “No fraternization between agents allowed, mister.” Trent chuckled. He and Jen had been tight friends since law school and nothing even relatively romantic had occurred in their ten years of being around each other on a regular basis. She was like the sister he’d never had. And the mother.
“So to get this conversation directed back towards the case, what’s the Chief say about this? Who’s he sending to the crime scene?”
Jen shrugged and leaned against the wall opposite his oak desk. “Just muttered something about no progress on the case and how the FBI wasn’t what it used to be and sent me on my way to you. Said he’d be sending you, me, Banks, and the usual team.”
Trent massaged his temples. “Thanks, Jen. Remember to notify Banks about this.”
“Sure.” She turned to leave but paused and turned back to face him. “You okay, Trent? You look pretty burned out.”
Special Agent Wilson forced a grin. “Nothing an Advil and a nap won’t fix.” Jennifer smiled softly and closed the door behind here, leaving Trent in solitude.
******
The man sitting at the desk pulled up a file on his computer and browsed through its content. Trent Wilson sighed. After fifteen years in the FBI he’d never come across a case as peculiar as this one. There was a nock on his door. “Yes?” he called. Jennifer McAllister stepped into his small private office.
“Another murder, sir.” The tall, slender, and very beautiful woman dropped a folder on his desk.
“Brief me.” Trent said as he opened the folder.
“DNA confirms the victim as Tina Johnson, a twenty year-old, born and raised in Beaumont, Texas. Found propped up in a display window in a small shop called Chic Boutique.” Jennifer pointed at one of the pictures protruding from the folder. “Hair was chopped off, makeup was smeared over her face, and-”
Trent finished for her. “’The Price’ was written on her forehead in lipstick.”
“You got it.”
“And let me guess, exceedingly gorgeous?”
Jen pulled out a photo and laid it on the desk for him to see. “This guy definitely has a pattern, doesn’t he?”
Trent nodded and studied the picture. A slender young woman with black hair and bright eyes leaned up against a tree. The photo was probably taken for senior yearbook. “Definite pattern, but two things are constantly inconsistent.”
“Time and place.” Jen supplied the answer, even though it was a rhetorical question.
“Bingo. Any of his DNA found on the body or on the scene?”
“Nothing, as always. Just the facts we know already.”
Trent ran them through his mind absently. Roughly one hundred seventy pound male, size 12 shoe, always paid in cash, drove a 1998 Dodge Ram Quad Cab with Bridgestone tires, and had a thing against beautiful females. But it was more than that, wasn’t it? People don’t just go around killing attractive women in a pattern without an incentive. For the first time ever, Trent was having a hard time getting into the murder’s mind. What could possibly posses a human to kill God’s gift to men? And then he mutilated them, making the victim look like she’d just been hit by a train and let a toddler scribble on her face with cosmetics. Weird. Jennifer seemed to read his mind.
“This guy’s a psycho, huh? Creeps me out.” His co-worker, and best friend, faked a shudder. A slight grin tugged at Trent’s lips, but it quickly faded.
“Not just that, he’s also a pro. Definitely a reason to keep your doors locked at night, especially people like you.”
Jennifer laughed. “No fraternization between agents allowed, mister.” Trent chuckled. He and Jen had been tight friends since law school and nothing even relatively romantic had occurred in their ten years of being around each other on a regular basis. She was like the sister he’d never had. And the mother.
“So to get this conversation directed back towards the case, what’s the Chief say about this? Who’s he sending to the crime scene?”
Jen shrugged and leaned against the wall opposite his oak desk. “Just muttered something about no progress on the case and how the FBI wasn’t what it used to be and sent me on my way to you. Said he’d be sending you, me, Banks, and the usual team.”
Trent massaged his temples. “Thanks, Jen. Remember to notify Banks about this.”
“Sure.” She turned to leave but paused and turned back to face him. “You okay, Trent? You look pretty burned out.”
Special Agent Wilson forced a grin. “Nothing an Advil and a nap won’t fix.” Jennifer smiled softly and closed the door behind here, leaving Trent in solitude.
Friday, April 9, 2010
I want to know!
I want to know what genre YOU write! Just vote on the poll thingy over there or comment :]
I write mostly Fantasy, but write now I've just started something that's mystery/thriller (aiming at Dekker style). It's definitely a change for me, but it's always good to expand your horizons.
Umm.... Wow, I should really post more often. As a side note, any blog ideas would be a great help. Email, Facebook, or comment somewhere here to let me know if you have any great ideas. Thanks!
In His Service,
Brenna
I write mostly Fantasy, but write now I've just started something that's mystery/thriller (aiming at Dekker style). It's definitely a change for me, but it's always good to expand your horizons.
Umm.... Wow, I should really post more often. As a side note, any blog ideas would be a great help. Email, Facebook, or comment somewhere here to let me know if you have any great ideas. Thanks!
In His Service,
Brenna
Saturday, April 3, 2010
I Got Interviewed!!!!!
Today, on a blog called Write Big, an interview with someone was posted. You guessed it- it was an interview of me!!
Brayden Hirsch, a young writer from Canada, is the author of the blog Write Big and is having a series called The Young Writer's Spotlight, where he interviews teenage writers like me. Please check it out! Just follow the magical link for easy access. http://writebig.wordpress.com/
In His Service,
Brenna Dixon
Brayden Hirsch, a young writer from Canada, is the author of the blog Write Big and is having a series called The Young Writer's Spotlight, where he interviews teenage writers like me. Please check it out! Just follow the magical link for easy access. http://writebig.wordpress.com/
In His Service,
Brenna Dixon
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Top Five Best Books I Have Read This Month
5. Starting off the list with number five, the book entitled Adam, by Ted Dekker comes rolling in. Though fast paced, gripping, and extremely well written, this book had a little too much medical terminology for me and didn't quite intrigue me as much as his other novels.
4. The Lion Vrie, written by Christian author Christopher Hopper, takes fourth place. The Christian values placed into the book was amazing, and I think Mr. Hopper is a very good writer, though he sometimes tended to get a little sidetracked at times, and a lot of journeys and traveling takes place.
3. Black, by Ted Dekker, steals third. Though I'm kind of cheating by writing this because I'm only half way through the novel, it is definitely promising. Filled with Ted's signature writing style and a good dose of humor.
2. Curse of the Spider King, by authors Christopher Hopper and Wayne Thomas Batson. A book I would totally recommend to ANYONE. It was very good, had great humor and action sequences, and put a new twist on elves as we know them.
1. We finally come to the most sacred number of all countdowns, the number everyone looks to with anticipation. NUMBER 1!!!! Though I had to do some debating on this, I finally decided that first place goes to Skin, by Ted Dekker. What I really liked about this book was that it kept you turning the pages long past bedtime, and causes you to pause and ponder things throughout the whole novel. Who is the killer? Why does the town keep disappearing? And how do you explain the microchips implanted in the main characters' heads??!?!?!?! I LOVED this novel, period.
4. The Lion Vrie, written by Christian author Christopher Hopper, takes fourth place. The Christian values placed into the book was amazing, and I think Mr. Hopper is a very good writer, though he sometimes tended to get a little sidetracked at times, and a lot of journeys and traveling takes place.
3. Black, by Ted Dekker, steals third. Though I'm kind of cheating by writing this because I'm only half way through the novel, it is definitely promising. Filled with Ted's signature writing style and a good dose of humor.
2. Curse of the Spider King, by authors Christopher Hopper and Wayne Thomas Batson. A book I would totally recommend to ANYONE. It was very good, had great humor and action sequences, and put a new twist on elves as we know them.
1. We finally come to the most sacred number of all countdowns, the number everyone looks to with anticipation. NUMBER 1!!!! Though I had to do some debating on this, I finally decided that first place goes to Skin, by Ted Dekker. What I really liked about this book was that it kept you turning the pages long past bedtime, and causes you to pause and ponder things throughout the whole novel. Who is the killer? Why does the town keep disappearing? And how do you explain the microchips implanted in the main characters' heads??!?!?!?! I LOVED this novel, period.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Script Frenzy '10
Some of you may know of a little deal called National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. I tried that last November and didn't get my 50k plus word quota met. But that definitely has not dampened my spirits any. Oh, no! Now, with the help of my trusty sidekick and bestest friend in the world, Jessica, I am taking on NaNo's sister event, Script Frenzy!!!!!!
During the month of April people (who may or may not have co-authors) write like crazy to create a 100 page script. The script can either be a screenplay, stage plays, TV shows, short films, comic book and graphic novel scripts, and adaptations of novels.
We are getting together today to outline our screenplay. Here's the basic summary that we've sort of came up with already: A young man who used to be a military sniper is abducted by a secret group and becomes paralyzed from the waist down after being shot in the neck by his abductors. His memory is wiped out and the group rigorously trains him to become the worlds best assassin. Now, only his past girlfriend can help him ressurect his hidden memories and help him to become what he used to be: A God loving and noble man of integrity.\
The script is called "Redemption" for now. I will constantly keep you updated from today thru April on our progress.
God Bless,
Brenna
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Sheep Shearing, Spring Break, and Freshman Pre-Registration!
The title of this post pretty much sums everything up. I am currently surviving the third day of my Spring Break, the first of which was spent helping my Nana and Papa shear sheep.
To elaborate on the art of shearing shee- what? Why is my Spring Break so early? Well, the fact of the matter is that the Lusk school system is odd if nothing else. They have their Spring Break meticulously planned around Regionals. So as I was sayin- Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm homeschooled, so I could easily have planned my own Spring Break at another time, but having my schedule in sync with my brother's is easier on all of us.
*clears throat and looks around* As I was saying, when Papa and Nana shear sheep they have a business from Kacee, Foley Shearing, come and actually do the cutting of the wool. We just push the sheep up the chute and into their trailer. But pushing them up the chute is an art all in itself. See, sheep are very very different in personality compared to the cow (which is the kind of animal we own and I spend the most time around.) So instead of scaring them from behind as you would do with a cow, you run towards them! Crazy, right?
Well, that was a boring lesson on how to shear sheep... I'm sorry.
Onto a slightly more interesting topic. Last week I got the Freshman Pre-Registration form! WOOT! Here's what I signed up for:
English 9, Algebra, Computer 1, P.E., Physical Science, World History, Art 1, and Guitar.
So... have a nice day and happidy spring break!
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