Today I thought I'd share something from a work I have literally just (yesterday) submitted to the publisher. We'll have to wait and see if it's accepted....
It is a contemporary MM retelling of Hamlet, and if the publisher accepts the story, I hope to write other Shakespeare retellings and make a little series out of it. Fingers crossed.
In this scene, Hamilton has fled the wedding feast and finds Oliver in his room....
He strode down the short hallway, into the lounge, where he found Oliver draped over his leather sofa, wearing nothing but white cotton boxers. The rest of his clothes were in a heap upon the floor, the trousers dangling by the waistband from the corner of the glass-topped coffee table. Pleasure and annoyance dueled for supremacy in Hamilton’s mind as he took in the scene and tried to decide whether to greet Oliver with a kiss or rail at him for his presumption... and the mess. Thanks in no small part to lingering emotions from the incident upstairs, annoyance won.
Lovely description! May your submission be accepted!ReplyDelete
Hm. If Oliver was hoping to distract him, I think he failed.ReplyDelete
This was a lot of fun. good luck with the series.ReplyDelete