Everyone remembered the day the sky went black. The day the sun was wiped from the sky. They remember the wind as it brought in the darkness; the way the earth shook and everything changed.
Everyone remembered the screams as the darkness ate those who were out in the open, those who had surrounded themselves by light, and those who made noise.
Everyone remembered the voice from the sky and the way food disappeared.
At least, that’s what I hoped. I hoped that there was an ‘everyone’ that would remember because I am not sure how many are left, how many survived. Or if anyone did.
I hoped that I wasn’t alone.
I remembered that day.
I remembered because it was the day I became alone.
It was the day that everything was perfect until the monsters took it away. Then the house went silent and the birds stopped singing. It was the day when everyone disappeared, everyone except the boy, the only person I have seen in two years.
The boy I talk to through the glass.
Rebecca Ethington has been telling stories since she was small. First, with writing crude scripts, and then on stage with years of theatrical performances. The Imdalind Series is her first stint into the world of literary writing. Rebecca is a mother to two, and wife to her best friend of 14 years. She was born and raised in the mountains of Salt Lake City, and hasn’t found the desire to leave yet. Her days are spent writing, running, and enjoying life with her amazing family.
What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?
Cheap Cookies and Cream, Cheap because they tend to put mass amounts of cookies in it for some reason. Yum!
Any other books in the works? Goals for future projects?
I am currently working on Book 4 in the Imdalind Series, Soul of Flame, which is due to release on December 2nd 2013. After Soul of Flame is to the editors I will start work on the final book in the Imdalind Series, Dawn of Ash. Once the Imdalind Series is all wrapped up I will dive back into The Glass Series and finish that up.
What’s one piece of advice you would give aspiring authors?
Don’t read your own reviews. Seriously. Don’t do it.
Bec. Yep, I’m all sorts of boring.
How do you react to a bad review?
I don’t read them, see above.
What do you do in your free time?
Hang out with my family. No, really, writing takes up so much of my time that any extra time I get to spend with my family is precious. I may also have an addition to manicure’s but that’s a discussion for another time. Like Manicure’s Annonymous.
What’s your favorite season/weather?
Fall. Crips weather, sweaters, oooo I love it.
If you could take over the world, would you?
Probably not, I am way to shy to take over the world. It would probably end with someone asking if they could have my thrown and I would say ‘oh, I dunno, maybe.’
Do you prefer to write in silence or with music?
Music, always music. I need something to keep me on track.
I have a 1 ½ year old Saint Bernard puppy, named Saya, who sleeps all day and cuddles all night. Best dog in the world right there.
What is your favorite scene in the book?
My favorite scene in Through Glass is probably the ‘Rules’ I can’t go into much detail, but everything about the scene is so emotionally charged. I love it.
Top Ten Favorite Snacks
1. Fruit Snacks
2. Wheat Thins
4. Partially stale Marshmallows
5. Cheese dipped in Salsa
6. Tortilla Chip (plain)
8. Homemade French Fries with British Curry
9. Tomatoes (I eat them like an apple)
10. Sour Cream and Onion Pringles
This or That
TV or Movies? Movies
Hot or Cold? Cold
Night owl, or early bird? Both, unfortunately
Print or Ebook? I used to be print, but now I am all about the e-book
Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla
Regular or Diet? Regular
Coke or Pepsi? Coke
Horror or Romance? Both
Action or Drama? Both
Pizza or Pasta? Pizza
City or Country? Country, which makes me wonder why I live in the City
Harry Potter or Twilight? Hunger Games
Gum or Breath Mints? Gun
Spontaneity or Planning Ahead? I’m a list maker.
PC or Mac? I wish I could afford a MAC
Beach or Pool? Beach
Shoes or Sandals? Sandals
Cats or Dogs? Dogs
Character This or That – Alexis
TV or Movies? Movies
Hot or Cold? Hot
Black or White? White
Night owl, or early bird? Night Owl
Print or Ebook? Print
Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate
Regular or Diet? Regular
Coke or Pepsi? Pepsi
Horror or Romance? Ew. Romance all the way
Skittles or M&Ms? Skittles
Sweet or Salty? Salty
Summer or Winter? Summer
City or Country? City
Harry Potter or Twilight? Twilight
Gum or Breath Mints? Breath Mints
Truth or Dare? Dare
Text or Talk? Text
Introvert or Extrovert? Extrovert
The dancing black ribbons grew and grew until I could no longer see Cohen. It had taken him away from me. I could no longer see anything. My room was as black as everything else, the light sucked from it and surrounding me in an abyss of nothing. The skin of my arms prickled where small bumps had started running up and down my arms and across my neck as I squinted into the darkness, trying desperately to make something out. I knew I was in my room—I could feel my desk under my legs, the glass against my fingers—but I saw nothing.
The blackness consumed me for one moment before the sounds of the screams outside my window grew, pulsing through the air. I turned toward the window, expecting to see something, only to be met with obscurity which caused my ears to prickle as it heightened the noise. The sounds of terror, fear and death rang in my ears as they vibrated through the air and shook the window in its pane.