Friday Snippet – Faith

I think I’ve lost sight with this novella. When I sit down to write it I don’t want to. Not sure if it’s the characters or the plot but I’m just not feeling it which isn’t a good sign. I might be scrapping or reworking this project and try to find a new slant. Anyway, here’s a short snippet. Enjoy! (warning – first draft rough)

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Faith leaned against the stone wall of a house, feeling the rough material press her skin through her dress. She stared at the cobbles, watching a black beetle wind its way through the maze of stones. She let the shouts wash over her and didn’t dare gaze through the window. Why do I feel so powerless? I can’t do or say anything to help. I just have to listen to it pass and pick up the pieces. Her heart and stomach felt tight as if a snake was squeezing them.

More shouts erupted from the house and the bang of furniture. One young, high pitched voice battling against a deeply drunk one.

‘Get out of my house you whore!’ The voice shouted. Faith’s breath caught in her throat. Please Gods, cool his temper. The front door clattered open and slammed as Saffron, Faith’s best friend, stormed into the street. Her feet were bare under the hems of her white dress. Her face looked akin to a squalling baby: red, puffed and tear tracks coursing her cheeks. She marched across the path, ignoring the stones under her soft feet. Her gaze strictly cursed the cobbles as her blond curls trailed behind her like a standard.