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January 12, 2009 at 7:42 am · Filed under fiction, writing, writing sample and tagged: fiction, fiction excerpt, Grace Monty, Gregory's Cove, my own fiction, writing
Just a little something I started writing. Its not betaed yet, but it was fun to write – and it sort of goes into details about one of my Main Characters, Grace Monty.
Whispers and rumors of witchcraft had been handed down from generation to generation in the small New Hampshire town. No one ever outright said the word witch, but if a person had business of a supernatural nature they called on Grace Monty. The Montys’ settled down in Gregory Cove back in the 1800’s, and they brought the world of the supernatural with them. Unusual things happened right when they moved into town, and unusual things still happened to this day. If a body disappeared, Grace knew where to find it. If a vampire needed help, Grace was the girl to call. Yes, Grace had worked with the resident vampire, Emily, a time or two. The rest of the town knew Emily as a slightly eccentric writer, but Grace knew different. Like called to like after all, and witches and vampires were both seeped in the supernatural lifestyle. It was a good thing that Emily had a humane cause, and that she had made herself known to Grace early in the game. Otherwise Grace would have had to stake Emily herself.
Grace lived on the very outskirts of Gregory’s cove. Gregory’s Cove is a little town situated somewhere between Rye and Portsmouth. It is so little, that people often forget that it is there, and they think it is a part of Rye. The town does boast its own post office, town hall, and offices buildings, as well as a tiny school. The whole town had a quaint New England feel to it, and people often said that they felt as if they had stepped into the pages of a storybook.
If the town looked like something out of a storybook, Grace’s cabin could be called the Witch’s hut. It stood forlorn and almost forgotten next to a large field. Crows were fond of hanging around the yard, and they could often be seen sitting on the broken down fence in the front yard. Inside the cabin things were simple and clean – there was an old antique wood stove, the kind that hasn’t been seen since most people’s grandmothers were young. There was a brick oven built into the chimney, and a large fireplace dominated the kitchen. Dried herbs were hung on the walls, and homemade glass canned goods lined the shelves of the pantry. Grace liked to follow in her family’s footsteps and keep up with all the little family traditions. Plus, being a witch wasn’t always a profitable venture, and she had to cut corners where she could. There was a relatively modern refrigerator, the kind that most people probably had stored in their camps. Grace estimated it to be from the 1960’s. Her Aunt Maddy had brought it, and had the pluming put in for the bathroom and some running water, all at the same time. She had it done because a suitor begged her to, and he had footed the bill.
January 11, 2009 at 8:43 am · Filed under fiction, life, writing, writing sample and tagged: fiction, Gregory's Cove, novel, origional fiction, plot bunnies, short stories, wriite, writing
Yes, I am writing again. My plog bunnies are running around – and I have two pieces of work I’m considering picking up again. From different angles of course, but they are there, bugging to be worked on. This is the first one, and if I can find it on my old journal, I’ll post the second one too. Both are origional works of fiction by myself, and I hold all the copyrights to them.
Gregory’s Cove, New Hampshire
Gregory’s Cove is a small New England town that is situated halfway between Rye and Portsmouth on route 1A, in New Hampshire. It hugs the New Hampshire seacoast like a mother hugs a baby. It’s a tiny little town that most people mistake for a part of Rye, but it has its own post office, town offices, and schools. The zip code is 03444, which makes it a town separate from Rye, despite people’s opinions.
Gregory’s Cove started out as a small fishing port. It has grown up steeped in New Hampshire traditions, and has created a few of its own. Gregory’s Cove is famous for its homemade maple syrup, and its homemade honey. A few of the local women, including Grace Monty, have been making homemade foods and crafts all their lives, and take great pride and joy in the making of these special homemade treats.
There are a few items of interest that sets this town apart from other small towns. One is that it has a resident vampire. Most of the townsfolk know Emily Smith as an eccentric writer, but in truth she is a vampire who is hundreds of years old. The second item that makes the town stand apart is the resident witch, Grace. Grace Monty’s family has always lived in the town, and her family always had someone who dabbled in supernatural powers. Strange folk can be seen coming in and out of her cabin at the edge of the town at all hours of the day and night. Time seems to have no meaning for that particular witch.
The final item of interest is that things just seem to happen in Gregory’s Cove. Unusual things. Ghost sightings, murders, pirates and civil war battles have all been seen and heard of in recent years.
There are three kinds of citizens that live in the town, The first kind of people are the ones who have lived here forever, generations of their families that can be dated back to the time of the Mayflower, the second are the rich folk who come to get out of the limelight, and who want to live the “New England Lifestyle” and the third are the curious – the ones who have heard of all the strange happenings and want to become a part of it.
The fact of the matter is, if you come looking for “odd things” nothing happens to you, it’s the people who just want to get on with their daily living that seem to have problems.
The only ones who are prepared for it are the locals; they know all the tricks and the trades of how to get rid of whatever is bugging them. And if they can’t get rid of them they call on Grace or Emily to take care of the problem.
