I am working on the sequel to To Sleep which is called The Awakening. The main document is almost 44K but the second document where I tried out a plot line, is 14.5K. Doing the maths means it is about 58K, more than halfway to the goal. I like the direction the plot line is going so I’m going back over the main one to fit it in at some point.
The good news is it is going well. Very well. The even gooder news is this book will have sex scenes in it. To Sleep had none because it wasn’t needed. But this book will need it because it is part of the plot line. The book starts about two years after To Sleep ends. It will still be in first person. I considered using another person for it but I kinda got attached to Karen. She has such a sarcastic mind, it was fun to write using it.
I’ll be introducing some new characters. Some are cool, like Denise and Cass who I made main characters (MCs). Others I thought would be more MCs but I didn’t like them that much.
She leaned into me and hugged my side. “You made the right decision, you know.”
“Did I? I gave her an ultimatum, one or the other I said.”
“And she chose the path she was the most comfortable with.”
“Or less frightened by.”
“Same thing. Stop worrying about it or you’ll get an ulcer.”
No, I wouldn’t. The nanites would take care of it at my yearly checkup. “You know we advanced Denise’s genetics, right?”
“Yes, and she’s still working through her new skills.”
“You can do the same thing. We’ll be offering it to all the descendants.”
“Become one of you? With telepathy and stuff?”
I almost told her she had to, else in fifty years I would lose her to old age while I never aged a bit. But that was for later, after she made her decision. “With telepathy and stuff.”
I had to laugh. “And orgies, if that’s what you want.”
After we had put them on, I hugged her close. “This is going to feel funny. It kinda tickles sometimes.” I then pictured the beach front property in New Zealand we had bought. I pictured the little cottage and the stone patio. Then we were there.
“What the hell?” She looked around in awe. It had been fall in Pennsylvania but it was spring here. The air was a little nippy but not too bad.
“You are in New Zealand.” I held her hand and we walked toward the water.
“How did we…without a teleport pad?”
“One of my skills is teleportation.”
She briefly looked like she was going to run screaming into the morning sunrise. Then she slowly smiled. “That’s a cool skill.”
“Frankie’s a little better at it.”
“You always do that. Say that someone is better. But I know, just from listening in, that you are the best in every skill you have.”
“Not electrokinesis. Julie’s by far better than me.” We sat on a bench near the water’s edge. “And certainly not empathy.”
“And I disagree. I think you purposely don’t train or exercise or whatever you do to make a skill stronger. I think you do it on purpose so that they are stronger than you are.”
“Your skill will be lie detection.”
She laughed then stopped. “Please tell me that’s not one of them.”