K.T. Pinto's Blog, page 68
August 21, 2012
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Tue, 10:46
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Excerpt from Sto's House Presents... Mutants with a Twist
Here is an excerpt from the first draft of book #3 in the Sto's House series:
They were barely out of the room when a group of girls I had noticed watching us earlier walked in my direction. I had a feeling this wasn’t going to be a fun conversation.
One of the girls – I’m assuming the leader of the pack – sat down next to me. If I had hackles, they would have been ramrod straight at that point.
“So, you’re Jay’s latest one, huh?” was her opening banter.
“Nope,” I responded. “Just one of a houseful.”
The girl looked confused – I’m sure it wasn’t an unfamiliar expression for her – but plowed forward. “You know he’s going to dump you after he has sex with you.”
“Well then I guess we’ll be together for a long time.”
Again, the look of confusion. “You’re not from where he’s from.”
“Earth?”
“You know what I mean. And you’ll never fit in there, no matter how much money you spend on a new wardrobe.”
I pushed the chair back slightly and crossed my legs. “I honestly, and thankfully, have no idea what you are talking about.”
She waved her hand to encompass me from head to toe. “This doesn’t make you better than.”
I raised my brows at her. “Better than what?”
“Than you are, of course.”
I grinned slightly. “Not much does, actually. I think I’ve actually reached the limit.”
I knew she was getting annoyed; it was obvious from her expression that I should have taken the bait from her a while ago. Problem was, I wasn’t exactly sure what she was fishing for…
“You act all high and mighty now,” the girl continued, “but you’ll never get your hands on his…”
“Ah Felice…” Jay said, standing behind my chair with his hands on my shoulders. “I see you’re getting to know more about my Diana here…”
I didn’t comment about the ‘my’…
“Diana?” she sneered. “As in Princess of Wales?”
I was surprised; that was almost international history she was spewing there. “As in Roman goddess of the hunt.”
There was the blank look I was expecting. She turned her attention to Jay. “We were just letting your Diana know what the score was.”
“Really?” Jay responded. “What score is that?”
“Fourteen to zero, me,” I said, leaning my head back against him.
“Only fourteen? Not really on your game today?”
I shook my head. “Lack of interest.”
“Of course.”
Felice stood, almost knocking into the waitress who was bringing salad to our table. “I have no idea what you two are talking about.” She looked down at me, both literally and figuratively. “But understand this, after he’s done playing with the likes of you, he’ll come back to his own kind, and you’ll be all alone.”
I looked up at Jay. “Your own kind? Klingon?”
“Romulan," he corrected.
I nodded. “I thought so.”
You can find an excerpt from book #2: Mutants on the Rocks at ktpinto.com and you can look over all my work on my Amazon page.
They were barely out of the room when a group of girls I had noticed watching us earlier walked in my direction. I had a feeling this wasn’t going to be a fun conversation.
One of the girls – I’m assuming the leader of the pack – sat down next to me. If I had hackles, they would have been ramrod straight at that point.
“So, you’re Jay’s latest one, huh?” was her opening banter.
“Nope,” I responded. “Just one of a houseful.”
The girl looked confused – I’m sure it wasn’t an unfamiliar expression for her – but plowed forward. “You know he’s going to dump you after he has sex with you.”
“Well then I guess we’ll be together for a long time.”
Again, the look of confusion. “You’re not from where he’s from.”
“Earth?”
“You know what I mean. And you’ll never fit in there, no matter how much money you spend on a new wardrobe.”
I pushed the chair back slightly and crossed my legs. “I honestly, and thankfully, have no idea what you are talking about.”
She waved her hand to encompass me from head to toe. “This doesn’t make you better than.”
I raised my brows at her. “Better than what?”
“Than you are, of course.”
I grinned slightly. “Not much does, actually. I think I’ve actually reached the limit.”
I knew she was getting annoyed; it was obvious from her expression that I should have taken the bait from her a while ago. Problem was, I wasn’t exactly sure what she was fishing for…
“You act all high and mighty now,” the girl continued, “but you’ll never get your hands on his…”
“Ah Felice…” Jay said, standing behind my chair with his hands on my shoulders. “I see you’re getting to know more about my Diana here…”
I didn’t comment about the ‘my’…
“Diana?” she sneered. “As in Princess of Wales?”
I was surprised; that was almost international history she was spewing there. “As in Roman goddess of the hunt.”
There was the blank look I was expecting. She turned her attention to Jay. “We were just letting your Diana know what the score was.”
“Really?” Jay responded. “What score is that?”
“Fourteen to zero, me,” I said, leaning my head back against him.
“Only fourteen? Not really on your game today?”
I shook my head. “Lack of interest.”
“Of course.”
Felice stood, almost knocking into the waitress who was bringing salad to our table. “I have no idea what you two are talking about.” She looked down at me, both literally and figuratively. “But understand this, after he’s done playing with the likes of you, he’ll come back to his own kind, and you’ll be all alone.”
I looked up at Jay. “Your own kind? Klingon?”
“Romulan," he corrected.
I nodded. “I thought so.”
You can find an excerpt from book #2: Mutants on the Rocks at ktpinto.com and you can look over all my work on my Amazon page.
August 20, 2012
QotD
He woke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own, and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better...
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August 19, 2012
Saturday night's weird dream
So I had a dream that there was a parade about to start in my neighborhood.
One of the school marching bands that was performing was Tottenville High (my alma mater).
My dream-self got all exited about that, and ran home to don her old marching band uniform and join in.
I ran back in my ugly purple uniform carrying my flute (yes, it was one of the instruments I played in school).
On my way there, I met my school- and band-friend Matt, who also had put on his uniform to join in the parade. He had his trumpet with him.
We get to the corner where the band is getting ready to step out, and we hear them playing the forever-painful rendition of New York, New York.
Matt and I look at each other for a moment.
"Screw this!" we said in mutual agreement. Then we left as fast as we could.
One of the school marching bands that was performing was Tottenville High (my alma mater).
My dream-self got all exited about that, and ran home to don her old marching band uniform and join in.
I ran back in my ugly purple uniform carrying my flute (yes, it was one of the instruments I played in school).
On my way there, I met my school- and band-friend Matt, who also had put on his uniform to join in the parade. He had his trumpet with him.
We get to the corner where the band is getting ready to step out, and we hear them playing the forever-painful rendition of New York, New York.
Matt and I look at each other for a moment.
"Screw this!" we said in mutual agreement. Then we left as fast as we could.
August 16, 2012
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Wed, 21:48
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August 15, 2012
You're killing me with the stupidity!
Josh
Hello so tell me what kind of books do u write
Me
Alternate history vampyre novels and comedic super hero novels.
Plus a bunch of different short stories.
Josh
That sounds sexy what else do U for fun ? What's the Apple.for.if u like.vamps than u should b giving.up.that sexy neck
Me
Actually, I like people who can take the time to write the English language correctly.
Also, I like vampyres, I'm not a vampyre victim.
Josh
Well im sorry it must have been my phone sorry to bother u
Me
A phone doesn't correct "you" to "u".
Josh
Umm yea my phone will corect it sometimes
Josh
Put I'm sorry I'm a product of the public school system
Me
Sorry, I've been away from the site for a while...
And I went to public school too, so that's not a good enough excuse.
Josh
Funny I thought u didn't want talk to me cause u said I was stupid corrected
Me
OK, we'll go with that then, since the word 'you' seems to be too difficult for you to manage...
***
I had put the "away from site" message without realizing it was this nimrod.
It's not like I was being soft-hearted or anything...
Hello so tell me what kind of books do u write
Me
Alternate history vampyre novels and comedic super hero novels.
Plus a bunch of different short stories.
Josh
That sounds sexy what else do U for fun ? What's the Apple.for.if u like.vamps than u should b giving.up.that sexy neck
Me
Actually, I like people who can take the time to write the English language correctly.
Also, I like vampyres, I'm not a vampyre victim.
Josh
Well im sorry it must have been my phone sorry to bother u
Me
A phone doesn't correct "you" to "u".
Josh
Umm yea my phone will corect it sometimes
Josh
Put I'm sorry I'm a product of the public school system
Me
Sorry, I've been away from the site for a while...
And I went to public school too, so that's not a good enough excuse.
Josh
Funny I thought u didn't want talk to me cause u said I was stupid corrected
Me
OK, we'll go with that then, since the word 'you' seems to be too difficult for you to manage...
***
I had put the "away from site" message without realizing it was this nimrod.
It's not like I was being soft-hearted or anything...
