Name: A.E. Martin
Title and genre: RAVENOUS DUSK (Urban Fantasy)
Pitch: Necromancer Blake loses control of her life when she goes from de-possessing people to unwillingly helping a gorgeous Reaper channel ghosts to the Underworld.
First 250 words:
The room was spinning, no wait, maybe I was the one spinning. I stopped and wobbled onto a bar stool.
“You know, it pisses me off that I live in a world where people just don’t go away when they die!” I said. “I mean, isn’t death supposed to be the ultimate end? The grand finale? The Big Bang?”
“Actually, the Big Bang is that theory by scientists about the formation of the universe…”
“Now Liam? Really?” I said, glaring at him. Liam sighed.
“Sorry, I forgot logic isn’t welcome during ‘drunken times with Blake’.”
“Exactly,” I said. “Now, where was I?” I got up again and started pacing. Liam was sitting hunched over the one beer he’d been nursing for the past hour, and watched as I chugged the rest of my beer, then demanded another from the bartender.
“Raving about people not being gone when they die,” Liam said dully. He actually took a drink; I must really be annoying the hell out of him tonight.
“Right! What’s with all the damn ghosts Liam? Did you know when I was twelve my grandmother’s ghost decided to jump into some old lady, ring my doorbell, and offer me candy from her purse?”
“Yes, I knew…”
“But she was in an Asian lady’s body!” I said. “That was my first clue something was off.”
“Maybe the first clue should have been that you already knew she was dead,” Liam said around a yawn.