I thought I’d do something fun, something to put a bit of life into this blog while I’m working on other things. Immediately after I finished The Waste, I began a new novel, a story I never really intended to publish. It was less a novel and more a collection of things I really like—gangsters, nice suits, gunfights, police investigations, puns, old romance songs, and disgruntled female leads carving their way through the world. But the chapters strung together into a messy yet cohesive story that I called Spitfire. Upon finishing this story, I essentially left it on a shelf to gather dust.
Now I’m taking it down. I’ll be editing Spitfire into a new draft and publishing it here, chapter by chapter. It’s a gritty, cynical sort of story about very bad people, but I hope it appeals to a few of you. Better yet, I hope it gives you a taste of my writing, a free sample of the style I pour into the Beautiful War series. Whether you pop in for a chapter or follow me to the end, I hope you enjoy the read. I certainly enjoyed the tell.
So here it is, exposed to the public eye for the first time. This is Spitfire: the story of a disgruntled ex-Navy servicewoman who gets a job with a criminal organization as a professional arsonist. And I love that sentence more every time I say it.
You can read the first chapter here.
Warning: Spitfire contains graphic violence, explicit language, torture, sexual content, implied sexual assault, and police brutality. It is not for kids.