Untitled

[emilydcarpenter]

EXTRA (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/393761197-extra?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=DorsetODay Willa, a dog walker, stumbles into a new job as an extra on a movie set and a new romance, but she has secrets in her life - things she's told no one - that threaten to destroy her if she dares to step out and make a new life for herself.

[emilydcarpenter]

CRIMSON IN THE GASLIGHT - Chapter Twenty-Seven (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1545185757-crimson-in-the-gaslight-chapter-twenty-seven?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=DorsetODay "I'm saying that I'm dead," she said simply. I stared at her, not moving. "Excuse me?" "Dead." She tilted her head back and forth. "I mean, in a manner of speaking." I shook my head. "I'm confused." Her face opened up, making her look young and sweet, almost excited about what she was telling me. "I'm dead, but my spirit is still here. You know." She widened her eyes. I shook my head. "I'm a ghost." ************** Kenna's sister Riley died under mysterious circumstances in the old house in the clearing behind the abandoned steel mill... the same house where a wisp of a girl named Crimson likes to hang around during daylight hours, drifting from room to room, lost in her own, private world. Crimson claims to be haunting the place, because, she says, she's actually dead... and is now existing merely as a ghost. But Kenna knows better. She sees a girl locked into some kind of delusion who needs help -- and who might be able to help Kenna finally find out what really happened that awful night Riley died. ************** TRIGGER WARNINGS: drug/alcohol use, kidnapping, violence, mental illness

[emilydcarpenter]

EXTRA (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/393761197-extra?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=DorsetODay He doesn't come to me, so I go to him. Down the long, silent hallway. Down the creaky stairs. In the foyer, Neal turns to watch me descend from where he was waiting. He is soaking wet, hair plastered to his skull, nose dripping, and backlit by the sun streaming in from the mullions above the door. He may be wet, but he is still the sun, and I am just some planet-one of the last ones in the lineup with a number for a name-who orbits around him. He knows this; I know this. I'm not going to change the order of the universe at this stage of the game. I'm at the bottom step now. Water runs in rivulets down his cheeks. There's a fuzzy bit of algae on his chin. His coveralls are almost black. "Kneel," he says in a soft voice. ********************** Willa, a dog walker, stumbles into a new job as an extra on a movie set and a new romance, but she has secrets in her life - things she's told no one - that threaten to destroy her if she dares to step out and make a new life for herself. New chapters every day! Trigger warnings: mild alcohol / drug use, domestic violence, mental illness, sexual situations.

[emilydcarpenter]

CRIMSON IN THE GASLIGHT (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/393773048-crimson-in-the-gaslight?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=DorsetODay "I'm saying that I'm dead," she said simply. I stared at her, not moving. "Excuse me?" "Dead." She tilted her head back and forth. "I mean, in a manner of speaking." I shook my head. "I'm confused." Her face opened up, making her look young and sweet, almost excited about what she was telling me. "I'm dead, but my spirit is still here. You know." She widened her eyes. I shook my head. "I'm a ghost." ************** Kenna's sister Riley died under mysterious circumstances in the old house in the clearing behind the abandoned steel mill... the same house where a wisp of a girl named Crimson likes to hang around during daylight hours, drifting from room to room, lost in her own, private world. Crimson claims to be haunting the place, because, she says, she's actually dead... and is now existing merely as a ghost. But Kenna knows better. She sees a girl locked into some kind of delusion who needs help -- and who might be able to help Kenna finally find out what really happened that awful night Riley died. ************** TRIGGER WARNINGS: drug/alcohol use, kidnapping, violence, mental illness