For today's snippet, I thought I'd share a few lines from my current WIP.
I'm still keeping tight-lipped on this story until it's ready to submit, but I am about to start draft three, so I hope submission will happen in April/May.
I can tell you that it is an MM fantasy novel in a contemporary setting.
Kane Teague was everything I wished I could be. He stood at an impressive six foot two, dwarfing my less noble stature. Muscles that in me seemed nonexistent, in him were toned and expertly formed. Whereas my hair flopped into my eyes and hung lank unless carefully tended, his locks shone, always healthy and bouncy, never a strand out of place. Perhaps an impressive team of make-up artists and hairstylists contributed to that. However, I’d always believed that, for the most part, it was a genetic gift, the likes of which neither Nature nor my parents had seen fit to bestow upon me.