If you follow this blog, you’ll know I’m participating in the NaNoWriMo 2019. And my project this year is a funny little story about a genie found in a whiskey jug.
So how about a little sneak preview from one of the earlier chapters? Remember, this is a very rough first draft, but here we go!
WHISKEY JUG GENIE
Eyes watering and trying to hold his breath, Martin finally got the front windows and the back door opened to let the stench out of his dwelling.
“Whew-wee!” he heard from the figure before him. “That was a good one. Been holding it for a long time.”
“What the hell are you?” he demanded.
The figure looked him over for a moment and then answered him with the strongest southern accent he’d ever heard.
“You can call me Bubba,” it said.
“I didn’t ask who you were. I asked what you were,” Martin demanded again.
The figure was about as tall as he was, around six feet, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, and a crooked smile.
“Don’t get your panties in a wad. You would call me a genie, though I prefer djinn.”
“Gin? I’m a Scotch man myself.”
“No, djinn.”
“Yeah, gin. I’ve got it.”
“Were you born slow, son? D-j-i-n-n. Djinn.”
“I thought you guys lived in bottles. Not whiskey jugs.”
“No, usually we live peacefully in caves, places like that. But we sometimes get trapped in things like bottles or jugs. And I’ll be tellin’ you, it ain’t pleasant.”
“Why are you here?” Martin asked, reaching for his Scotch.
“You bought my jug.”
“But if you’re free of the jug, why are you still here?”
All he needed was a magical roommate. Now how did he get rid of this guy–Bubba. What sort of name was Bubba?
“That’s where the curse comes in. Unless you can take off the curse, I’m bound to this dad-blamed thing forever. I don’t suppose you’re a wizard?”
“I dabble in white magic, but curses? Don’t know a thing about reversing them.”
“It figures. Somebody finally comes along, buys the darned thing, but can’t help a fella out. Story of my life. What have you got to eat around here?”
While you’re waiting, why not check out some of my other writing? All my books are available at Smashwords and Amazon.
Later this year, the next book from Gambler’s Folly will be out, so watch for The Russian, Book 3!
Have you read Gambler’s Folly and Dante’s Angel?
After Viviane and Jareth return from Clan Belfort, Viviane struggles with her Talents. But she is not alone. Her nephew, Connell, the newly chosen heir of her home clan, is having troubles along the same lines. Partly because he doesn’t understand why he needs Talents. And partly because he misses his old friends from home.
