The Work-in-Progress Blog Hop: The Good Thing

Well!  Nothing like a good ol’ fashioned blog hop to force me out of my blogging hermit-hole!

I have been tagged by the wonderful Jumping From Cliffs to participate in this thingy here, and this is how it works: The idea is I post the first line of the first three chapters of my current work-in-progress, then nominate four other bloggers to do the same.

To follow in the tradition set forth by JFC and a few of the authors who were tagged before him, I am including the first line of my prologue as well as the first lines of my first three chapters.  Granted, the prologue will probably not make it to the final published version of this novel, but I’m including it because … I can.  😉

These lines come from my current novel project, working title of The Good Thing.  It is something like a dystopian sci-fi thriller with a side of love story, and the short back cover blurb would go something like this: Pavel and Amy Sokolov have been approved by the World Population Registry for the great honor of parenthood.  Reluctantly leaving their home city of Una Primus, they travel to the community of Una Duo for their First Selection – the ritualistic process of choosing the man and woman who will bear their first child.  When Pavel and Amy select a Progenitor named Vince Dannel as their child’s sire, the decision sets off a chain reaction that will lead Pavel down a long and twisted path to the truth about his orderly society.

Fighting the forces of a global government, members of an underground organization sworn to keep secrets hidden, and deeply held prejudices against each other, Pavel and Vince embark on an impossible quest that will force each to question not only their own personal convictions about their civilization as they know it, but ultimately determine if the world once more returns to war …

Prologue

The rain poured down in sheets, nearly drowning them as they ran.

Chapter One

 “People do this all the time, remember,” Pavel Sokolov said, looking from the road ahead over to his wife, who sat drawn and pale in the passenger seat beside him. 

Chapter Two

Nine hours on his feet watching those idiot choosers gawk and point and whisper and he’d been ready to shatter that glassifilm wall right in their faces.

Chapter Three

Pavel stood on the balcony of their downtown apartment and let the warm nightly breeze wash away the memories of Vince Dannel’s glare.

 

 

I now nominate:

A Girl Who Writes

Ordinary Writer

C. L. Mannarino

 … and I’d love to tag one more, but all the other writers I can think of have 1) already done this themselves or 2) DON’T HAVE BLOGS or 3) really don’t me and have better things to do than do what some random blogger tags them in.  Don’t worry, I’ll give the ones who don’t have blogs a hard time ….