Random 'Manna-X' excerpt 3 - page 145

This seems to be popular, posting 'random' pages - look, really, they are random. Take this one, for example, typical plot moving page.
Page 145...:-)
(only 100 hits to go to the BIG 10,000 for the blog!!)

"Where am I?" Alicia's words came out before she opened her eyes. Once open, she was staring straight at the rooftops of a city through a wall to wall window in a small studio apartment.

"Ah, you're back. Want tea?" Graham was sitting at the table in his open plan kitchen cum living room, inspecting Alicia's necklace and pendant.

"Where am I?" By the looks of it, she was in this man's apartment. A strange man's apartment. A dream come true, but not the way she'd imagined.

"This is my place, not much but it makes do."

Alicia sat up on the sofa. Nice flat, shame about the face. She slapped her hands on the cushions to get Graham's attention.

"Look, I...I...what...who...who are you? What do you want? Why am I here?"

"That's a lot of questions. My name's Graham."

"Yes, that I do know." Ordinary face, ordinary name. "Why am I here?"

"Because of this. Or rather what it leads to."

"My head hurts."

"It would. Monk...humans aren't meant to go through portals, least not live ones."

"What?"

"Portals. I sent you through two...well, three to get here. They're not exactly healthy for physical beings."

Random 'Manna-X' excerpt 2 - page 74

Well, this is 'random' excerpt number 2, part of page...74 of 'Manna-X'!
I was able to put things in this book I thought I'd never be able to put in a book. But I did :-)

“Good, good. We are keeping up with them, whatever they are doing, and one step in front of the others. Ah, it's better to be ahead.”

“Much better to be a whole body,” said Lucifer under his hood.

Satan was getting tired of these jibes from Lucifer. Why couldn't he stare in his mirror as he usually did and be quiet. A little light bulb flickered on in his head, went out, flickered, out again, then burned intensely until the filament went 'pop'. A new bulb was put in.

“Luci, my dear, you are a genius!”

“What?”

“A genius! A head! Come with me!” Satan took Lucifer by the hand, perhaps for the first and last time ever in physical infinity, and tugged him through the bar to the double doors at the back which led to the offices, laboratories, torture rooms, baths and dog grooming parlours.

“Heads, dear boy, heads.”

“Yes, it's good to have one. On the neck is a good place.”

“Mmm, some people are not so fortunate, as you will see.”

Lucifer never liked going into the backrooms with Satan, he couldn't be sure what he'd find.

2nd win in 'The Iron Writer Challenge!'

I won a second time! With 45 votes this time. Hey, it's just a popularity vote, though but still...

Here's the story if you missed it..."Whoops"...it's loosely based on Virigina Woolf's 'stream of consciousness' technique, with only thoughts and dialogue, with one action to end and finalise it.
http://theironwriter.com/the-stories/challenge-15/

Random 'Manna-X' excerpt 1 - page 117

Yes, I'll be putting on 'random' pages of 'Manna-X' on my blog. Truely random, to show what's inside :-)
Here's page 117 of 276 (actually the beginning of Chapter 10 - Sicknotised and Dead) - completely random, really.

"I love my pet rabbit, Fluffy. I love the way he sits in my arms, twitching his nose and munching away at his lettuce leaf. And when he got sick the other week, I loved him even more, until he got better, and then I loved him even more. I love the rain, too, as it hits the windowpane and falls down in wavy droplets all the way down to the bottom of the frame. I love it when the smoke escapes from the chimneys of the far-far-away factories, and the clouds, the clouds, they..."

Bob 1 listened to this creature continue on. Where was he? What was he doing? Why was he here? Who was he? He turned to the next person in the seated circle.

"Err, excuse me, but where am I?"

"Here, I think." Bob 2 was also having trouble.

"Right. And, err, how long have I been here?"

"Well, when did you get here?" Bob 3 entered the conversation.

"I don't know." The first speaker coughed as they were now becoming quite loud and were disturbing his 'sharing time'.

"And, if I may ask, how long have you been here?" Bob 2 gained back the floor from Bob 3.

"I don't know." Bob 1 racked his brains.

"Well, that's how long." Bob 4 gave the final assumption.

"Thanks, I feel...reassured now."

What's the Problem?

I'm waiting for some copies of 'Manna-X' to come, it'll take a week or two, so I picked up 'Rage' and read a bit. Then a bit more. And a bit more. Got to page 56 in half an hour. 'Rage' is a fantastic book. I then had a look at 'Man by a tree' and 'Bethlehem Fiasco'. They're both great, too. Is it just me? In my own eyes? No. Whoever has a read likes them. I only ever got 2 bad reviews, both from Indians who couldn't (can't) read English. So they don't count.
So, what's the problem? Maybe I should include vampires, werewolves and lots of teenage romance and sex...but then where's the lesson? The only lesson I see there is that [censored...very censored]
Just noticed I'm getting to 10,000 hits on this blog, with over 1000 per month. I think that's pretty good going.

Manna-X already has an Amazon rating!

Wow! 'Manna-X' has a rating in Amazon.co.uk's 'Books': 150,310 in Books! I don't think that's so good, but I don't think I've ever had a 'rating' so high there before!
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Manna-X-Dani-J-Caile/dp/1490371702
Oh, and here's the full finished cover, if you were wondering...

Good for Grisham

John Grisham, the 'undisputed master of the legal thriller' with..."The Racketeer"...I think that title suits him quite well. Yet again, the same formulaic book...one book out every couple of months, each with over describing of clothes, buildings, facial movements, interlaced with bad 'B' movie dialogue...I congratulate Grisham! He has captured the hearts and minds of hundreds of 1000s of readers with this stuff! He's smarter than me, thinking the readers' market is full of dumbass nobrainers. I congratulate him on getting what I call a 'tenure' publishing contract with a major publisher - whatever he writes, they print... his words, however awful they are, make a lot of money. Really, I can't read one page without finding something to shout about.
And me? No sales, no nothing. Entertaining books with an enriching philosophical filling...but no readers...
So I applaud John Grisham, and all those other writers with their formulaic six-monthers!

Me? Finally, Amazon has got my stuff together, 'Manna-X', can now be seen in both paperback and Kindle!
http://www.amazon.com/Manna-X-Dani-J-Caile/dp/1490371702