72K Words On Book Three
I have been rocking the words, lately, having finally balanced my meds, physical requirements, and day job. I am closing in on the end of Book 3 of the Junctionworld series. Here's a Sunday Snippet... ----------------- “Unknown vessel, you are ordered to stand down,” he leaned over and barked into his helmet’s microphone that sat on the desk next to him. His amplified voice boomed across the port of entry, echoing from dozens of high-powered speakers. He reached to put the helmet on, fumbling for the thing as he kept his eyes riveted to the monitors. The tar-like substance on the bottom of the craft exploded like a water balloon of black ink, each a human-sized blob of grotesque, twisted proportions. His scanners screamed at him, warning of nanite contamination from the horrid, scrambling things. The newly-emerged beings scrambled from the craft at inhuman speeds, leaping over shimmering force-field walls and nimbly dancing past barriers, traps, and barricades.
