Martha Miller
Excerpt
The neighbors would call the police and report that they saw a tiny girl with wings flying out of the third-story window, glass clawing at her skin--or maybe she was clawing at the glass. One man claimed it wasn't a girl, it was more like a catbeast or something. 'Definitely not human,' were his words. Scout, though, just lay among the trash bags, black blood soaking the bottom of the dumpster, whimpering. They had her. They had tricked her and here she was again, freezing water and the shock in the air, the sound of static and a soft breathing in her ears as hands wrapped around her and lifted her, wincing in pain from a twisted limb, out of the dumpster. Warm hands. Wrong. Not Him. Her Mattie. Taking her back to be human again.
Bio
Splitting her time between one of the richest suburbs in the US and a dying city, Martha Miller is determined to move out of the enigma that is the eastern Midwest. In the meantime, she attends school with the hopes of graduating in two years, watches more mindless TV than is probably healthy, and tries to find the weirdest places on campus to hang out. A self-described 'work in progress... a lot of work' when it comes to writing, she hopes to continue to improve through excessive amounts of practice. Also this bio took several hours to write because The West Wing was on.
Publications
None yet.
Writing Description
Heavily character-focused, generally in an urban setting, I tend to write what I like to call light urban fantasy--influenced more by realistic fiction than massive amounts of fantasy.
Goals
I will write 10,000 words of fiction a week, including but not limited to the novel I'm working on, a screenplay and several short stories.
Website
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