A life etched out in scarlet along a cold, bare wall. The light fades from their eyes as they commit the unknown, murdered for doing no wrong, and yet warned profusely in a scraggled, scrawly sketch.
Seemingly without motive, and no definitive MO, the killings increase; the only thing connecting them is the strange symbols on the floor and the writing plastered across the wall.
Coming soon: my first novel, 'Writing on the Wall'.
In the meantime, both my collections of short stories; 'Shot of Life' and 'Glimmer of Life' will be continuously updated. I am currently working on Chapter 2 of 'Writing on the Wall' (each chapter aiming to be around 6-8 pages on MS Word), however I have been like that for a long time. I don't want to submit my first chapter too quickly in case it takes a huge amount of time before I finish the next.
Anyway, I hope you're excited. :)