And Now For Something Completely Different...

I started writing something completely different yesterday.  I know.  I'm difficult.  In my defense giving me a project  aka the writing competition makes me put pressure on myself and then my subconscious kicks in with an excellent distraction; ta dah - a whole new story! 
This one has a title and a couple of thousand words already, it's amazing what you can do when you are trying to avoid something else *rolls eyes*
I'll post some as I go but so far it is called Death's Daughter is set in modern day London and is about a 29 year old kick-ass witch called Sam (she is Star's second cousin - family outcast) involves a murder mystery, angels, lost souls and lots of paranormal activity.  Well what did you expect??

Witches

How can you tell a witch from the rest of the population?  Easy.   She’s probably prettier than you.  It’s a bitching thing to say but it’s probably true for most.  I look at my twin witch and that’s what I think.  Yeah we were born identical on the outside but it didn’t last long.  Of course she has been using her glamour mirror.  We were both given one for our birthday a few years ago, I think mine is in three pieces under my bed next to my hockey stick and tennis racket.  Angel’s is wrapped in black velvet and kept in an old carved oak box.  She takes it out and talks nicely to it every day.  Her once coppery hair is now waist length blonde and gently curls.  Her freckles seem to have evaporated and her azure eyes sparkle.  And this is all before we have even morphed into our full on witchyness.