1

1

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

A SIN FILLED JOURNEY

                           Lucifer's Journey

 My first kill happened at age ten. A sweet little tabby had followed me into the woods, it rubbed against my ankles and purred, wanting, needing a cuddle. I picked it up and stroked it, carrying the innocent creature further into the trees to my favorite hangout. Once there, I squeezed its tiny neck until it quit moving. It was quick and easy, too easy. It was a disappointment. I built a large fire and burned the carcass, everything but the eyes. Those I camouflaged in a tree. After a few years, I had cat eyes hidden throughout the neighborhood, but I was a child.

At sixteen, things changed. I walked through those woods until I came out the other side. It was a Sunday morning and I heard the sweetest sound, voices raised in song. I'd never heard such beauty before and I had to know where it came from. I came upon a small church, and was drawn to the rhythm and pure beauty of the music that saturated the atmosphere! 

I sat in the back pew and listened to the minister's words. Words I'd remembered from childhood. All the hearer had to do was accept the savior into their heart. When the minister prayed, I bowed my head and said a silent prayer. I opened my heart, and asked my savior in. 

"Father, are you here. Do you know me, your son? I'm open to your influence. Please father, I'm sixteen, the age of maturity! You're guidance as mother promised!"

When the minister asked new believers to come to the altar, I watched their faces. I was amazed as I witnessed their emotional connection to their God. On the way out the minister handed me a booklet.

"Read this, it will help you on your journey," he said. 

 He wasn't aware that my journey was different than most. Mother had always said that Father was closest to the sinners. This church was full of sinners. Father had to be here.

I threw the book into the fire. The fire spewed black heavy smoke. 

"Where is my acknowledgement?" I shouted. 

I heard laughter, a deep sinister sound that froze me to the spot. Someone had found me, but I saw no one. The smoke grew thicker, swirling, dancing around me, and the laughter got louder and louder.

Suddenly the laughter stopped and a face appeared above the fire. "Why have you forsaken your father?"

I recognized him, knew him! I fell to my knees and planted my face in the dirt. With arms out stretched, I pleaded, "Forgive me Father. I thought you had abandoned me."

"Arise my son - Lucifer's son – today is your birth into the demon world!"


Yolanda Renée © 2014


Lucifer, a character / antagonist from the book Memories of Murder, is just learning his craft. This is part of his story.

Sunday, May 25, 2014

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY - BOOK BLISS



Lexi at Book Bliss is celebrating her 1-year blogiversary!
And giving away a boat load of books just because!
Check it out!



Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Z IS FOR ZIP LINE

Death by Zip Line

Sailendra Nath Roy suffered a heart attack after becoming entangled on a zip line. Suspended 600 feet in the air while hanging by his hair, he tried unsuccessfully to reach help when he succumbed to his failing heart. 

The 49-year-old stuntman already held the Guinness World Record for covering the longest distance on a zip-line while hanging by his hair – that of 271 feet. 

He was trying to break his own record.




The first ever-recorded zip line accident was in 1739.


And sadly a 12-year-old died tragically in a zip line accident.


An unregulated industry saw tragedy when one worker died while doing a test run and another was injured after a zip line tower collapsed. Many injures are sustained when people hit the platform too fast.


As I read each of these incidents – all I could think about is how easy it would be to rig an accident. Ever the murder mystery plotter, I just couldn't help myself. Whether the weapon is a zip line, a yacht, or even a vase there is much fodder for the creative mind when it comes to murder. 

So how about you – have you found your weapon or just the next plot for your mystery?

Happy end to the A to Z challenge!

If you missed out on the fun of Arlee Bird's 2014 blog hop
 it's not too late to start planning for 2015 or to read this year's submissions from the
 
A huge round of applause for the 2014 A to Z Challenge Team:

Arlee Bird: Tossing it Out
Alex J. Cavanaugh: Alex J. Cavanaugh
Stephen Tremp: Author Stephen Tremp
Tina Downey: Life is Good
Damyanti Biswas: Amlokiblogs
Jeremy Hawkins: [Being Retro]
Nicole Ayers: The Madlab Post
M. J. Joachim: M. J. Joachim's Writing Tips
Heather M. Gardner: The Waiting is the Hardest Part
AJ Lauer: Naturally Sweet
Pam Margolis: An Unconventional Librarian


The End!