Genre: Adult Historical Thriller
Word Count: 65,000
Pitch: 1920's New York City, a desperate female magician with nothing to lose and everything to gain, a path of murdered magicians, one hot Italian boxer, another mad magician, all creating A BEAUTIFUL MADNESS.
I've become an animal. I know I'm above this, but if there is one thing I've learned it's this: an empty stomach will drive even the most dignified person to rummage through a trash can. I brush a fly from the hard chunk of bread before stuffing it into my mouth.
And hate myself for it.
I hunch over the food as I inhale it, glancing over my shoulder, making sure no one sees me. Just because I'm an animal doesn't mean the world needs to know. I straighten up, square my shoulders, wipe my mouth and slip out of the alleyway into the throng of bodies too busy getting where they're going to worry about me.
I leave the disgrace behind, promising I'll never degrade myself again by digging through garbage, but I'm a liar. It's a promise I've been breaking for over a year now.
The smell of roasted peanuts hits me as I walk into the theater and it makes my mouth water. I gather my cleaning supplies and attempt to focus on cleaning to get my mind off the hollow of my belly. Distraction is a hungry person's best friend and lucky for me, the theater is full of distractions.
I eye the pile of crushed peanut shells I've swept and with once quick glance around, stuff a handful of them into my pocket for later, hoping there are more than just shells in there. As I throw the rest away, my mouth salivates at the thought of the salty shells on my tongue.