The Sully Story Circle – Part IV

Well you waited for it, and finally is here! We have now been gifted with Part IV of the most recent story circle, and this Cameron Garriepytime it is authored by none other than the story circle host herself, Cameron Garriepy. Cameron has been extremely busy recently with a new job, the publishing of her Twelve Days ’til Christmas, her short story From the Earth To The Moon, and so many other ventures that it makes me feel like a serious under achiever.

But, she took time out from her schedule to write the last part of the current story circle. The first part was penned by Shannon Gooding, the second part by the one and only me, the third part by Amanda Holling, and now we wind up with the talents of Cameron.  So, here is a taste of the beginning of the end, and you can continue reading on her site. And trust me, you want to continue reading – she has produced an excellent and unexpected conclusion.

Sully, Finale

The Jaguar wasn’t built for the road it met at the end of the ramp. Sully bumped along a half a mile of broken asphalt and mud road through deep evergreen forest. She kept her eyes ahead. Behind lay madness, that much was clear.

Ahead, through a mist which lay, thick and creeping, along the forest floor, the soft pale light beckoned.

Sully felt silence pressing against the outside of the car. This silence had weight. She imagined it with hands to press against the glass and steel, but the vision brought on another bout of nausea. She swiped her clammy hands on her jeans and steered the car around the worst of the potholes.

She’d awoken drenched in sweat and tears in the hotel bed, two time zones from home, from an endless dream-loop of pursuit — prey to an unseen, all-seeing predator. Like a night-blind animal, she’d obeyed a primal instinct to flee the evil that was the box without stopping to consider that the box had chosen her.

That whatever the box contained had called to her from its table in the little shop.

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Sully Story Circle – Part III (the librarian)

Amanda Holling with BooksWow, it is Wednesday again! And do you know what that means? Yes, it means it is time for the third part of our story circle. Or really the third part of Cameron Garriepy’s story circle. Two weeks ago the story of Sully running from … something … was kicked of by Shannon.  And then last week your’s truly, that would be me, picked up part two with my addition. And now, in week three, we have Amanda Holling of librarian fame picking up the trail. This story is a fast-paced good read, and I can’t wait to see where it ends up next week with part four. So start reading below and then head on over to Cameron’s Story Circle to read the rest.

Sully – Part III

Sully clutched the steering wheel hard in both hands and swallowed down the sharp taste of bile at the back of her throat. She knew that couldn’t stop to be sick. If she slowed down long enough to open her car door and vomit onto the pavement, the terrifying blankness might catch up with her. She didn’t want to think about what that might mean. A tingling chill curled around her neck once more, clinging to her skin like a slender hand with too-long fingers. Her stomach lurched as the road in front of her seemed to slide upwards and to the right. She struggled to see clearly enough to keep the car on the road. Her foot involuntarily pressed the brake, but the dizziness began to fade almost as soon as it started and she was able to speed up again.

She topped a rise and saw something coming into view on the side of the road. It was one of those blue signs that always promised food, gas, or lodging, or so she thought at first. The reflective lettering glowed in the headlights and ordered the passerby to “Turn Here For Help.” Sully blinked once in confusion and squinted at the sign. As she drew level to it, she realized that it actually read “Tourist Information 740 AM.” She decided that it must be the lack of sleep finally beginning to show itself.

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New Story Circle – Sully Part I

Back in June of this year I participated in a story circle on Cameron Garriepy’s web site. Go ahead and read that story at “A Line Run Rounds the World“. It was great fun, a good exercise, and now it is about to happen again. This Dark Highwaytime though I will be part two instead of the initial kick off. A fellow blogger and all around interesting person Shannon, aka MrSugarbears, has written part one and another friend of mine is writing part three. The four different parts are coming out on the successive Wednesdays in November.

I have put a bit of part one here, but to read the full thing and then continue on with the story you need to go to read “Sully” on Cameron’s site. And of course I will be giving you a taste and a link to my part two of this story a week from now.

Sully, Part One:

Sully could not remember the last time that she had slept or had anything to eat. She just kept driving. The interstate is the loneliest of places when you are scared and a dangerous place when you and your car are running on empty. The light had just come on and Sully knew she had to find a service station within the next 20 miles or she really was in trouble. She was stricken with panic. Was it following her? She needed to find a station fast and fill up.

Desperately trying to shake the whispered breaths that were chilling the back of her neck she reached for her trusty thermos. Why had she been tempted to open the box? If she had only left it alone, but of course her curiosity had gotten the best of her. Now she just prayed she could drive far enough away that it could not find her. Her intuition told her she had a long road ahead.

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Story Circles and Lines – Courtesy of Cameron

The Story CircleFirst I have to publically thank Cameron Garriepy for letting my insanity infiltrate her website.  She kindly let me kick off her June Story Circle. This is a series where one person, in this case me, writes the first part, a second person writes the next part, and so on. The fourth part of the series, to be published on the fourth Monday of June, will bring this piece of short fiction to a close. The interesting thing is that while I wrote the first part I have no idea how it will end or even who will write the ending. So stay tuned, I am in for as much as a ride as you!

Cameron is a delightful person and author of some excellent books and stories. You owe it to yourself to check out her work and her postings on sites such as Google+. She is also managing editor at Write on Edge. One of the great things about having friends like Andra Watkins is that they introduce you to other great people like Cameron. People who will put up with wackos like me.

And for those of you still reading here instead of jumping over to Cameron's site, the story begins….

There is a line runs round the world. Place to place, nation to nation, never crossing, never doubling back on itself. No, this isn’t the Equator you are thinking of, or the Tropic of Cancer, or any of those other man-made lines, this is more of a path. A path that has existed for longer than man remembers and grows and changes as each new city emerges or village fades from the map. It connects them all and leads one to another. Some say the beginning lies in Heaven and the end lies in Hell.

But tune in to Cameron's site for the rest of the story.