Category/Genre:
Adult/Historical
Fantasy
Word
Count: 108,000
Pitch:
Escaping
a life planned out for him, the man who would be Hook stows away on a pirate
ship and finds forbidden love w/a faery queen.
Egg: If I were an
Easter egg, I’d be something exotic, like when
Uncle Argo brought home South American chocolate laced with cinnamon.
Excerpt:
James Lamport was going
to sea.
As he strode toward the
London Docks, he couldn’t help but smile. He was going to see
it. The world. All of it.
All he had to do was ask his Uncle Argo. The sailor’s
ship had just come in, and James would make certain he was on it the next time
it went out.
He drew more than a few second glances as he walked onto the docks,
his pressed waistcoat a stark contrast to the working men’s attire around him,
but he paid them no mind. The bustling stevedores, the barrels of
pickled herring from the North Sea, the merchants selling tobacco and pearls
and shrunken heads – this was what excited him. He inhaled the tangy
scent of filth and fish and his heart quickened.
“Oi lad – catch!”
James was struck in the face with a burlap sack that smelled like
something dragged up from the bottom of the river.
The booming voice spoke again: “Come to carry me laundry?”
He looked up and saw his portly uncle standing a few feet off with
his pipe in his mouth, a second pack thrown over his shoulder.
“Uncle Argo!” They both dropped their bags and embraced
one another. James felt his uncle’s pipe nick his ear, and his thick
beard chaff against his cheek. His uncle smelled of brine and
seaweed covered up by exotic perfumes from the Tropics. “It’s so
good to see you!”
“Aye, and you too, boy! Been a long
time. How’d yeh know we’d be here?”
The twenty-year-old grinned. “Paid a delivery boy to
fetch me when the Saint Angela was coming up the
Thames.”
“Clever lad.”
“Well, Father’s money ought to be used for something.”
2 Boxes Caramel eggs.
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