Meet Author Jennifer M. Eaton

Meet David, the otherworldly hero from FIRE IN THE WOODS

Fire in the Woods Cover

Fire in the Woods is one of those books where all the attention falls on one character, even though the story is told from another’s point of view.

I’ve been asked a few times, “What was David thinking?” So I thought it would be fun to feature a scene rewritten from David’s point of view.

So here we go!

This is the scene where Jess and David meet for the first time.

Swish thin

Forest Summer small

The leaves crunched as I slipped to the forest floor.

A strange sensation I would have liked to ponder, if I hadn’t just crash-landed on a hostile, alien world.

planes onlyAn airship howled overhead, but they didn’t see me. I’d won a few more minutes to rest.

Leaning back, I ran my fingers along my sore arm. The blue markings on my lavender skin caught the light from the planet’s sun. I couldn’t see anything wrong, but I wasn’t a doctor. I wasn’t much of anything except lost, injured, and alone.

What was I thinking, flying a mission so close to the surface? Of course the natives would detect me. I was a scientist, not a soldier, yet here I was, stranded and at the mercy of a primitive culture. Maybe I was every bit the disappointment my father believed me to be.

David CropSomething shifted the leaves in the distance.

Footsteps, coming closer. A native. I jumped to my feet and ran two steps, but a searing pain in my shoulder slapped me back to the forest floor.

The footsteps—closer.

I had no choice. I had to protect myself. I closed my eyes and reached out to the approaching being. A girl. Young.

Apparently my luck wasn’t changing. I’d never done well with girls on my own planet, let alone a strange, aggressive race. Still, I touched the recesses of her mind.

Her language: simple, easy to reconstruct. I pulled the information from her thoughts.

Arghhh! PictureThe footsteps stopped only inches from me and a scream echoed through the trees. The girl dropped to her knees behind the bushes, holding her head.

Had I done that to her? No matter. I needed to hide.

I reached further into her psyche, sorting her cognizance until an image formed—one that would comfort her ... someone she could trust. She howled as I stole the image from her mind, and bit down into the implant in my jaw to trigger my transformation.

I clenched my teeth as I’d been trained to do, awaiting the pain of the exteriation process, hoping it wasn’t as bad as we’d been …

My body seized as agony shot through every cell in my body: a burning, piercing assault beyond my worst nightmares. I grabbed my head, holding myself together as my mind threatened to explode.

I screamed, and the girl leaned over the branches.

Syllables formed on her lips, but I couldn’t decipher them yet. I repeated the words she used as she screamed, hoping they would be enough to hold her back before…

David HandsThe pain ceased, as if I’d washed it away will cool running water. My hands, no longer lavender, but a strange, pinkish tan. I was no longer Erescopian. At least on the outside.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

The words, so odd sounding, and still completely un-discernible.

Another aircraft flew overhead. But they wouldn’t see me. They weren’t looking for a native.

The girl reached for me. “Are you hurt?”

Jess Crop 1I backed away. Her form, so strange—with long, flowing strands cascading down the sides of her face. I reached for my ear and found similar, shorter strands. How odd I must have looked.

“What’s your name?” Her words scrawled through my mind as I translated.

“Your name?” I repeated, stalling as I tried to find an answer.

“Yeah, you know. Your name.” She pointed to her chest. “I’m Jess. And you are?”

David Crop 1I sorted through her thoughts, and grasped a name appropriate for her world. “David?”

“Are you asking me or telling me?”

I smiled, relishing in the genuine, friendly nature of this creature. Odd, since this race had been deemed incapable of socialization or growth.

There must have been a mistake. But if there had been, it was a terrible one.

Jess & David Double base BASE ONLY coverFIRE IN THE WOODS is a YA scifi romance, available wherever books are sold.

I hope you enjoyed this little look into David's thoughts. :-)

About the Author:



Corporate Team Leader by day, and Ranting Writer by night. Jennifer M. Eaton calls the East Coast of the USA home, where she lives with her husband, three energetic boys, and a pepped up poodle.

Jennifer hosts an informational blog “A Reference of Writing Rants for Writers (or Learn from My Mistakes)” aimed at helping all writers be the best they can be.

Jennifer’s perfect day includes long hikes in the woods, bicycling, swimming, snorkeling, and snuggling up by the fire with a great book; but her greatest joy is using her over-active imagination constructively… creating new worlds for everyone to enjoy.

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