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Here’s the start of a new WIP–working title “Discovering Gremlins,” because I’ve shared about as much as I can of King Under the Mountain. Looks like urban fantasy so far, though I’m not yet sure where it’s going.

Previous snippet: It was a humanoid, about two feet tall, with long spindly arms and legs, covered in gray-brown, warty skin. Its six fingered hands had an extra finger joint , and those claw tipped fingers were currently buried in the guts of a server box, wires spilling everywhere. Crouched on the floor, it glanced at him with sideways-pupiled eyes, then away.

Then it stiffened, as it realized he was staring at it, and emitted a screech like nails on a chalkboard.

“I heard a crash,” a voice said, and Seth turned to look. There was Harry, and when he glanced back, the horrible creature was gone.

“Oh, Harry, I was looking for you, and I tripped…” He pushed himself to his feet, using the same box that had tried to scramble his brains for support. Rubbing his head, Seth glanced doubtfully at the servers, but nothing was there. He must have imagined that ugly monster.




Back at his desk, she tried a few things that didn’t work, and swore at the computer in Vietnamese. Apparently this did the trick, because her next attempt had his computer rebooting to the start screen, instead of staticy fuzz or blank blue.

Harry nodded in satisfaction. “Let me know if it gives you any more problems,” she said, and then retreated back to the I.T. dungeon.

Glad the interruption was over, Seth buckled back down to work, taking a half lunch to catch up. The day dragged on forever, but finally he escaped his cubicle, and fled down the street to the subway stop.

Waiting in a half empty car, slumped against the window, he saw a shadow flicker strangely across the ceiling. He glanced up, expecting a piece of trash, but nothing was there. Seth rubbed his eyes, and closed them.

“Must be more tired than I thought.”


*    *    *

Gremlins have camouflage magic, and a way of making people who catch just a glimpse forget them. This is good for humanity, because they’re powerfully ugly, and react violently to being discovered. But when Seth hits his head and lands on the floor right next to a gremlin, he sees it… and it notices that he’s done so. Things are about to go downhill for Seth.

About Caitlin Stern

I have a MA in English, and have so many fantasy/urban fantasy WIPs it's not even funny. I'm an avid reader of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, romance, biography, fiction, and anything else that catches my interest. I collect books, and bookmarks I find that are visually appealing and useful.

22 responses »

  1. Author Jessica E. Subject says:

    Hmm, so much mystery here. I’m so curious as to where you’re going to take this story. 🙂

  2. Poor Seth, the fella isn’t going to know what him lol. Great snippet!

  3. Alexis Duran says:

    Uh, oh. He’s got gremlins.

  4. Always fascinating, Catlin

  5. Oooh, I want to keep reading this story NOW, please. So intriguing and I can’t wait to see what the gremlin will be up to next. Great snippet!

  6. S. A. Hoag says:

    Oh, good, gremlins!

  7. Ed Hoornaert says:

    It seems Gremlins must be hard to focus on.

  8. Gremlins are going to be crazy!

  9. Hywela Lyn says:

    I love the way she swears at the computer in Vietnamese! (I find Welsh works quite well too, LOL! Highly enjoyable snippet as always.

  10. Diane Burton says:

    Poor guy thinks he’s hallucinating. I guess we’ll just have to wait until he sees them for real.

  11. Gem says:

    Sounds like a bad gremlin infestation. Good luck!

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