Blood of Providence

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Sorry for the lack of chapters lately. It’s been a very hectic couple of weeks. In any case, I decided that I wanted to gauge the following that this blog has, and the best way that I could think of was via a poll. I’ll keep posting chapters here if I feel enough people are interested in me doing so. I’m not setting a hard number, just waiting to see what comes back with the results.

So… should I keep posting?

Sorry for the lack of posts this week, but it’s been a bit hellish here. I’m going to call this week a loss and I’ll try to get the chapters formatted and ready to post for next week.

Thanks to those who donated, it was greatly appreciated. I didn’t meet the goal for getting COBRA coverage, so we’ll have to figure out something else instead. For anyone who was still considering donating in the future, we have just as much need of it as before (especially since our gas was just turned off on Tuesday).

Again, thanks to everyone who was able to donate. It was appreciated.

They walked back to their vehicles in companionable silence, each thinking their own thoughts. As Shiobhan opened the door to Taz’s car, Robert said, “I think I’ll cruise around town for a bit and see if I can pick up traces of her scent. Maybe I’ll be able to hunt her down that way.”

“I appreciate it,” Shiobhan said.

“It’s better than sitting around doing nothing. You know me, I get restless… have to stretch my legs and run sometimes.” Patting his bike, he said, “It’s not as good as a true run, but she’s almost as fast as four legs and doesn’t tire quite as soon.” Read the rest of this entry »

Glenn groaned as he came back to consciousness, his head throbbing like someone was tightening it in a vise that only pressed at his temples. “Mr. Chase? Can you hear me?” he heard a nurse ask.

Opening his eyes was a mistake, he quickly realized, as the light stabbed painfully through his blurry vision. “Yeah.” Running through the mental checklist, he thought, Light sensitivity, check. Dizziness, check. Nausea, check. Massive head pain, check, check, check. Another check for good measure, while I’m at it. Shoulders starting to tighten up and feel like rocks? Migraine, check. Read the rest of this entry »

Flipping through a stack of maps, Shiobhan selected one covering Providence and nearby towns, then laid it out on the table. She picked up four carved stones, engraved with silvery runes for the directions, and placed them on the map. Reaching underneath her blouse, she pulled out a crystal pendant on a golden chain, and set it on top of the photograph.

Walking to the door, she turned off the overhead lights and opened the windows slightly, letting in a cool breeze. Returning to the table, she opened a drawer set in the base and brought forth her athame. Taking a deep breath, she grounded herself, visualizing herself as a tree sending roots down deep into the earth. Centering herself on that image, she walked along the inside border of the circle set into the hardwood floor, white flame answering the call of her athame as she closed the circle. Read the rest of this entry »

As Shiobhan entered the shop, she saw a sullen-looking Robert sitting at one of the tables, Kelly pointing a finger at his face. “Do you hear me?” she asked, steel in her voice. Shiobhan flashed a grin at Taz, who was just watching the scene with amusement.

“Loud and clear, just like the first time,” Robert grumbled.

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After Shiobhan regained her composure, she gathered her pocketbook and light coat– Autumn in Providence was often chilly, especially in the morning– and headed out to the front of the store. “Ok, I need to step out for a bit. If you guys could cover for me, I’d appreciate it.”

“Not a problem, boss lady,” Taz said.

“Everything ok?” Kelly asked.

“Yeah,” Shiobhan said. “Apparently my sister is living here in Providence, going to Brown, and neither my father nor her decided to let me know about it. And Dad wants me to check in on her after he had a possibly prophetic dream. It really is a Monday morning, isn’t it?” She shook her head in amusement, a smile tugging at her lips. “Let’s see what else can go wrong, shall we? At least it’s not Friday the 13th.”

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After thinking about it for a bit, I’m going to post chapters every other day during the week (Monday, Wednesday, Friday) until I catch up. Chapter 3 is now up, so you’ll get chapter 4 on Wednesday.

Please continue to spread the word where you can, it would be greatly appreciated.

*hugs to all*

Sunlight streamed through the window, causing Glen to blink his eyes several times as he awoke. A blonde nurse was looking over his chart at the bottom of his bed and flashed him a smile as she noticed him awaken. “Good morning, Mr. Chase. How are you feeling?”

He mentally took inventory of various aches and pains through his body– including his throbbing head– and grimaced. “Not great, but pretty good considering where I am.”

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I’ve got the first two chapters up at the moment and I’ll be adding more on a regular basis, up to a point. So far I’ve completed the first 16 chapters. I have part of chapter 17 done, and part of chapter 18 done, but that’s as far as I’ve gotten with the story so far.

I don’t have a lot of time on my hands with the new job, but I’m aiming to post 1-3 chapters a week until I hit chapter 17. After that point, things will slow down. Feedback is welcome, as I will consider alternative suggestions. My main concern is I don’t want to post the entire batch I have on hand currently, and then have you guys wait a while for me to add new content.