They're People Too blogfest!!!

Fun fun fun blogfest today!!!!!! Tessa over at Tessa's Blurb has organized this really cool blogfest! So please stop by and show some blog love and check out the other participants!!

So, this blogfest is about personifying a concept...and of course, I chose karma!!! This is a scene from my WIP, Karma Kameleon, the sequel to A Bitch Named Karma. For my main character Lexi, karma is a very real concept...so real it's become a person.

Enjoy!



Why did this happen to me? What did I do to deserve this sadistic kind of torture?

And then it hit me. That Karma bitch.

My back straightened and I stood up, tears having been replaced with fire. I looked around the bathroom and saw nothing. I continued out into the hall and the living room, the kitchen. Nothing.

“Where are you, you fucking bitch?”

I stomped into my bedroom, then into Preston’s nursery.

“Show your goddamn face!”

This couldn’t be happening—not again. I wasn’t the same person I was before. I’d reformed and grown a conscience. I was a good person. I didn’t deserve any kind of bad karma.

I thought Karma and I were good. I thought we were friends. Why the hell would she do this to me again? And something as awful as this? This didn’t just hurt me, this hurt Rich. He definitely didn’t deserve this kind of pain.

I went back to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, only seeing my bedraggled reflection. I turned and jerked open the shower curtain. “Where the fuck are you hiding?”

As I tore into the linen closet, I heard footsteps behind me and swung around to meet Karma’s icy gaze.

“Lex, what are you doing?” Rich stood there, staring at me and the pile of towels sitting at my feet—the ones I’d yanked from the closet in my search for a paranormal figure that only I could see.

“Um, uh…nothing. Just looking for something.”

He didn’t look convinced. “Can I help?”

“No,” I said and shook my head, the tears and sadness returning. He reached out to me as I broke down and cradled me in his embrace.

“What’s going on?” He spoke in his most calming voice as he smoothed my hair. My apparent mind loss was probably freaking him out.