#gale morrison

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The Baker: 11-2-20

Sophie sighed, smoke streaming from her nostrils and mouth. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the red and green plastic box, offering a short to the woman.

“Eh, why not? We’re all gonna die anyway.”

Gale flinched, taking the old tobacco into her fingers and placing into her lips. With the clash of flint brightening the dark from Sophie’s old silver lighter, Gale took in the mellow rich flavor of tobacco, letting it fuel her lungs with warmth and old toxins.

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WIP Intro: The Baker

Genre: Horror Fiction, LGBTQIA+

Themes: Recovery, Healing, Mental Health, Confrontation, Truth, Grief, Death, and Acceptance.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Blood, Gore, Alcoholism, Trauma, Torture, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Suicide, Emotional Abuse, Death, and Eating Disorder Mention.

Summary: Gale Morrison is a 20 year old woman hailing from Edenbrow, England, a small nothing town in the countryside. She is a recovering alcoholic, engaged to the love of her life, Sophia Labelle, and is a pastry chief for a hotel in New York City. At this point in her life, she is a year sober from booze and is now happy and content with her busy yet strangely peaceful life.

But a tragic even forces to return to Edenbrow, a place she never wanted to return to. For it was the place where she lost her leg, her dignity, and at one point, her sanity. 

Through no fault of her own, Gale is forced to confront everything. The people who despise her, people who blame her, and the monster who took everything from her. The monster who was once her friend, her mentor, and even a mother. 

Will she able to be rid of the Baker or her blood-soaked legacy?

Progress: Currently on First Draft

Word Count: Not confirmed 

Schedule: Snippets/updates are posted every Monday at 12pm. Things such as fan art, questions, and various other things will be posted throughout the week and sent out via taglist/DM via request.

Tags: #the baker, #gale morrison, #sophia labelle, #horror, #gore,

Excerpt: 

She remembered, at least, the nightmares. Feeling the cold musty dark on her bones, smelling the mist of rotting flesh and old coppery blood. Hearing the screams. Over and over and over. Feeling the chains upon her wrists, the rust digging into her flesh and spilling blood.             

But when Gale was finally awake, able to comprehend where she was and the state of her being, there was no happiness. No relief.            

There was nothing. No anger. No sadness. Nothing. Gale just felt blank, not in her own body or in her mind.            

 She saw the stump where her leg was supposed to be. She felt the bandages wrapped around her stomach, and upon her wrists, and sections of her remaining leg where the skin had been ripped away.            

 But still, she didn’t feel a thing. No anger, no devastation. Nothing.  

 It wasn’t like Gale didn’t want to feel. She wanted to feel anger over the police, she wanted to feel betrayal over Miss Baker, she wanted to feel grief for those who didn’t make it, she wanted to feel devastated for her leg.          

   She just didn’t feel anything. It was as if Gale’s emotions had been drained from her, washed away by the sedatives being fed through her.             

 The Baker Taglist:  @hannahs-creations​ @soul-write​ @toboldlywrite​ @westywrites​ @lady-redshield-writes @dawnoftheagez

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A Baker Excerpt Because Why Not? 2-20-20

The phone on the wall in the kitchen fell upon deaf ears as she rocked back and forth. Screaming and sobbing as the smell of old blood hit the roof of her mouth. Metallic, like copper on pennies.

A bolt of pain struck her, hot and unbearable like electricity shot through her and made her weep and scream.

Her belly became inflamed with fire, her stump felt as though someone were tearing the flesh from where her foot used to be. Slowly in strips.

The Baker Taglist: @hannahs-creations​ @toboldlywrite​ @futureauthor-mabye​ @miniaturemagic​ @spellboundinks​ @rachywritessomething​ @westywrites​ @soul-write​ @lady-redshield-writes​ (please let me know if you want to be tagged/removed!).

I had to rewrite the Baker as through the stress of what has been going on in college and such. You know, with workload and such things like that.

I can’t be the only one who notices that when things get stressful, I either turn to The Light Force or the Baker. But the more tension I had, the more that I fall into the Baker. I don’t really understand it, and I don’t think I can even question it.

Anywho, I hope you enjoy this one. It’s a bit more...chilling I will admit, but I kind of like it.

After all, this is a horror story. <3

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The Baker Excerpt:  5-11-20

Here, have some Gale and Sophie banter!

“Three pizzas it is,” Sophie murmured, “Meat lovers?”

“Yep, Garlic cheese?”

“Read my fuckin’ mind. Pineapple and pepperoni?”

Gale wrinkled her nose, “You can have that one.”

Sophie smirked, “You’ll eat raw oysters, snails, and frog’s legs, but pineapple on pizza crosses the line?”

“I love pizza, I love pineapple, but they should never mix…” Gale muttered.

Sophie leaned in closer and whispered, “You’ll be married to someone who likes pineapple pizza, so better get used to it sweetheart.”

Gale gave an amused gaze in return, “I can live with it, if you can live with the fact I like anchovies.”

Taglist: @hannahs-creations @futureauthor-mabye @toboldlywrite @miniaturemagic @spellboundinks @westywrites @lady-redshield-writes

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Last Line Tag! 2-23-20

I was tagged by @tea-and-pirates and for once I have actually something from the Baker. I haven’t really been writing these past few days due to illness, but I’m trying to get back on track. 

I still don’t feel great, but I have something. So...

She was the only one who stuck around when Gale was a miserable lout, and that was putting it nicely.

Mainly tagging for people to see, but if you want to do it, be my guest. <3

@hannahs-creations @toboldlywrite @soul-write @rachywritessomething @spellboundinks @miniaturemagic @westywrites @the-crafty-fox

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The Baker: 8-17-20

The car seemed to come to a halt at a red light, with it a gentle squeeze of Gale’s hand. Gale glanced toward Sophie; whose eyes never left the dreary grey road ahead of them.

“We’ll be okay, Gale,” Sophie whispered, “We always come out the other end, always.”

Gale squeezed Sophie’s hand back in turn, “I suppose we do.”

The Baker Taglist:  @hannahs-creations​ @soul-write​ @toboldlywrite​ @westywrites​ @lady-redshield-writes @dawnoftheagez

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The Baker: 7-20-20

“Gale, the blood of Edith Baker is the only blood I want on my hands…” Jack muttered, “That woman tore everything apart, manipulated everyone. She took your leg, she took your life, she drove Mrs. Wilde mad with grief, and in turn she almost killed you again. The thing she did left scars upon scars.”

“If you’re doing this to make things right, it won’t…” Gale muttered, “It won’t bring anyone back.”

Jack gave a weak smile, “No, I’m not doing this to make things right. I know it won’t undo the damage and there is no point in dwelling on the past. I want to be the one to do it because I should have done it a long time ago. No…we should have killed her and her kind a long time ago, but we didn’t. I want to be the one to take her out because I should have done it the moment I found out.”

The Baker Taglist:  @hannahs-creations​ @soul-write​ @toboldlywrite​ @westywrites​ @lady-redshield-writes @dawnoftheagez