So, I write novels. I currently have two published, and thought you guys might appreciate a snippet from the first one that may or may not have been influenced by my love of Star Wars:
"Clearly not needing an invitation to follow, Marty, Kate and Oaf took off after him, the sound of chasing, chuckling sideshow freaks behind them. After a few gallopping steps however, the corridor came to a debris strewn dead end. Scanning the walls feverishly, Marty spied a grubby looking hole which looked like it could, at some point, have been a laundry chute. With the sound of whooping and screeching maniacs mere moments behind them, it was the only available choice.
Hoisting Whipstaff up to the hole, Marty barked out an order to his fleeing cohorts. "Quickly, down the laundry chute!"
"I'm not jumping in that!" Whipstaff protested. He struggled as Marty stuffed him, head first into the aperture. "It smells horrible down there."
"Look, just get in. I don't care if it smells funny."
As they dove into the opening, Marty realised that he had seen this in a movie at some point, and as he recalled it had not ended well. With no other option at hand though, he took a deep breath and launched himself, screaming into the blackness of the chute."
From
The Forty First Wink.
