1st draft of Rust is complete!

The thing in Fitch's pocket was squeaking again. It was the smell of gasoline it didn't like; that, or the fumes rising off his home-brew jug of napalm. Shame there wasn't anywhere for the stink to go, down in the basement. Vents were all gummed up with leaves and dustbunnies. Besides, someone might notice if the smell got out then. A kid walking by on the mail run would raise his nose to the air and say, hey, something funny cooking down there. And the kid would tell their folks, and the folks would tell the police, and pretty soon he'd have the beast itself knocking on his door.

He patted his pocket with one hand and stirred the mix with the other. “Not long now,” he whispered. “Gonna make some fireworks tonight.”

I finished the first draft of Rust today. 55,000 words, to be released in five parts (but only once my test readers have given me the thumbs-up). I'm really excited, and hope to begin releasing the story within a few weeks. Part 1 of the serial will also be posted here for free, so keep checking back closer to release time.

Thanks to all my friends who have already helped shape Rust, and will continue to do so throughout the ongoing serial!