Sunday Snippet July 24, 2016

 

Posting from Book 7 of The Academy of the Accord this month.  Things are a bit tricky since some of this book runs concurrently with the end of Book 5 (and the start of Book 6) but focuses on a different student: Brythel.  Like Yhonshel, Bry is a Tuanae, both wizard and Warder, and Yhonshel is his mentor and partner – they share a bond like that of a bonded wizard and Warder pair.

This hasn’t been edited yet so just pretend it’s good, okay?

Brythel (age 14 or 15 – I need to get a timeline together) went home for winter break. Unfortunately, his father caught him playing his lute (not a “manly” enough activity to suit him) and beat him severely. Brythel is trying to get home to the academy.

Picking up from last week with Brythel collapsed in a cold wet heap on the floor of the bathhouse.

 

“Are you all right? What happened?” 

The voice intruded on Brythel’s stupor and he forced himself to look up, struggling to focus on the sound and on the unruly mess of red hair.

“Drae,” he rasped out. “I’m sorry, Drae.  So sorry…”

“Brythel?” Draethlen dropped to his knees and helped him sit up.  “What happened?”

“He – he caught me playing music…”  Brythel choked and couldn’t speak.

“Who did?” Draethlen asked.

“My stepfather.”  Brythel’s eyes closed and he clutched convulsively at his lute. “He broke it.”

“Bry,” Draethlen cradled his friend against him, soothing him; even through the cold wetness of his uniform he could feel the feverish heat of Brythel’s body. “It’s all right, Bry. You’re going to be all right.”

“No. I’m going to die.  I know that. But I wanted – wanted to do it here, where I had friends. In the orchard, where we taught Jorsen to dance…”  His voice was fading and Draethlen felt his heart breaking.  “I… I was happy there…”

“I’m going to go get help,” Draethlen said.  “I’ll be right back.”

“No.  Don’t…don’t leave me.  Please, Drae.  Stay with me.  T-take me to the orchard.  Please.”   Brythel grabbed his arms.  “I tried to get there myself, but I couldn’t. I was so cold so I came here to get warm first. Please, stay with me.”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-23-2016

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Posting from Onyx Sun, a science fiction novel that is currently in revision and which I’m hoping to publish next month.  (Those of you who participate in Sunday Snippets may remember parts of this.)

Taliya’s mother has said that she will find someone else, someone “more suitable” than the lover she has sold into slavery.

There may or may not be some creative punctuation involved in the following text.

“Someone…”  Taliya stared at her as anger began to build.  “Unlike you, Mother, I cannot turn my emotions on and off.   I can’t just go out and find someone else to replace the person I love.  People are not interchangeable.”  She paused, locking eyes with her mother.  “Who did you sell her to?  What slave house?”

“What does it matter?”

“It matters because I want her back.”  Taliya’s voice was hard and cold.  “Now, you can tell me who you sold her to, or I can contact Slave Registration and find out.  And let word get out that not only did you go against Grandmother’s policy but that you sold her without due process.”

Just for a moment Maureena paled and Taliya smiled inwardly.  Taliya didn’t care about status, but Maureena did, and would not risk a scandal that would cause her to lose face with the other Heads of Houses.

 

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Forward and Backward

In the Good News Department, I think I am finished with stuff that needs to be added into books.  (Well, except for an odd epilogue or two.)

Onyx Sun got two additional scenes and a new ending.  It’s printed, and waiting for me to do another edit and figure out where those two scenes are going to go, and how to slip the new ending into place.

The Academy of the Accord got a new scene for Book One. (It was supposed to be about seasickness, but somehow ended up involving pirates. Don’t ask.) I now have to figure out how to get it to tie into Book Twelve, which mentions Vinadi curing someone’s seasickness and Vinadi saying, “It was a minor thing.”  The pirates have made it not such a minor thing now and that kind of messes up that whole conversation in Book Twelve.  Ah, well, I’m sure there will be other changes by the time I get that far.

Also in The Academy of the Accord news, Book Nine’s ending has been written, and Books Six and Seven have been printed.  Slowly but surely it’s coming together.

In the Not So Good News Department, I am 7455 words below par for Camp.  Of course, by the time I do my 750words I’ll be around 6700 words below par, which is better off than I was when I started yesterday, so I am gaining ground.

Slowly, perhaps.  Taking three steps forward and two steps back.

But that’s better than two steps forward and three steps back.

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #82 (7/20/2016)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

“I may have accidentally sort of adopted some dragons.”

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Car vs Word Count

So much for not falling too far behind on word count over the weekend.  As of this writing I am exactly 8000 words below par and need to write 2070 words per day to finish on time.

What happened? you ask.

Well, it’s a long story…

Friday morning, my roommate and I left the house about 10:30 and except for a quick stop to change clothes didn’t get home until about 1:30 Saturday morning.

While we were at lunch Sue got a call from work asking if she could come in early because the daylight charge nurse’s mother was in the hospital with frighteningly low blood counts. She said yes but she couldn’t be there until 2:00. (Meanwhile there were three other RNs in the building but they were all administration and, oh, no, they couldn’t be charge for 4 hours or so!)

We’d dropped my car off at the garage for its inspection Thursday night (it passed!) and there was no way we could get out there in time to get it so I had to go in early too.

(Which turned out to be a good thing, so read on.)

Meanwhile the guy doing the inspection called because he couldn’t find my insurance info or current registration.  The insurance info was in the envelope with the key (verified that they had it) but the registration was another story.  I had pulled an envelope out of my glove box with all kinds of old papers in it and I thought maybe I’d accidentally thrown it away.

So anyhow, since I had an hour to kill before I could clock in, I walked down to the Notary Express for a new registration card. It would be $16 but they only take cash or checks, neither of which I had on me, so I walked to the bank and took out $60 (which is the “fast cash” at that bank) and was charged an extra $3 because it’s not my bank, and an extra $2.50 from my bank for using a different bank. (Mine doesn’t have a branch in town.)

Back to the Notary Express.  She asked to verify my address and I said that the P.O. Box wasn’t in use anymore and she said, “Great! I’ll enter this as a change of address and get you a new card for $5.”

But for some reason it wouldn’t print.  She finally figured out that it wouldn’t print because my registration had expired (I got nothing from PennDoT about it being due).  She could renew it (we’re now at $46.00) but needed my insurance information which was with my car in another town.

So I called the insurance company, waded through seven thousand some prompts of pressing this, that, and the other, and finally got the documents faxed to her.  She faxed them and the new registration to the garage, I verified that they had it and I went to work.

Got a call from the garage.  They needed my insurance and registration. I told them that it had been faxed and they had it. Nope. Needed it.  Refaxed it from work.  Didn’t come through right.  Faxed it again.

Finally!  All’s clear to get my car after work.

Except… Sue had to work late because she was the charge nurse, had two admissions, and two residents fell and one of them had to be sent out to the hospital.

So, it was almost 1:00 before we got out of there. We picked up my car and came home and I gave the boys (my rats) their treats, fed them, refilled their water bottles, and went to bed.

Not one word written on Friday.

Nothing written Saturday either, trying to keep up with blog hops.

Managed to get about 912 words written on Sunday before work by ignoring the blog hops and doing them when I got home from work.  Probably would have gotten more written but got bogged down wondering if the abdominal aorta could be sliced open by a sword.  (Probably not – it would take a stab not a slash – so I’m going to have to fix the fight scene a little.)

On a brighter note, the fight scene and most of the aftermath is done.  Just need a couple more scenes and I can leave this book (Book 9 of The Academy of the Accord) alone for a few months until I get to edit it and sort out the issue of who is doing what where when.

Anyhow, once this is finished I have one short scene to write for Book 1 and then it’s all editing. Mostly.

I’m hoping to finish both before and/or after work today so I can get everything printed on Tuesday, but I might have to make a trip to the garage when I wake up. I think they still have the extra key to my car… (And that’s a half hour I haven’t budgeted for…)

 

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Sunday Snippet July 17, 2016

Posting from Book 7 of The Academy of the Accord this month.  Things are a bit tricky since some of this book runs concurrently with the end of Book 5 (and the start of Book 6) but focuses on a different student: Brythel.  Like Yhonshel, Bry is a Tuanae, both wizard and Warder, and Yhonshel is his mentor and partner – they share a bond like that of a bonded wizard and Warder pair.

This hasn’t been edited yet so just pretend it’s good, okay?

Brythel (age 14 or 15 – I need to get a timeline together) went home for winter break. Unfortunately, his father caught him playing his lute (not a “manly” enough activity to suit him) and beat him severely. Brythel is trying to get home to the academy.

Picking up from last week, Brythel has made it to the school’s grounds.

 

He drew a deep breath and coughed, nearly gagging at the taste of blood in his mouth, but ignoring it as he stared around him, getting his bearings on the campus that he knew and loved. 

The castle was up the hill ahead of him; it looked dark and foreboding but he knew it would be full of warmth and love and… And the hill seemed impossibly steep and he dropped to his knees with a sob, turning his gaze to the tower that he knew held Yhonshel’s rooms.

He blinked and shook his head, rubbing his eyes.  It looked like there were lights on there and he struggled to his feet.  Yhonshel would help him.  And even if he couldn’t, he would give anything to feel his arms one more time…

He stumbled onward, blinded by the wind that drove sleet and freezing rain into his face, barely feeling the icy needles that struck his skin.  He was so close.

And so cold.

He raised his eyes to the tower again – it didn’t seem to be any closer and despair gripped him.  He would never make it up the hill to the castle.  He wasn’t even sure he could make it around the hill to the orchard.

A dark shape loomed to his left.  The bathhouse.  He stumbled toward it; it was always warm and he could rest for a bit until he was warmer and strong enough to make it to the orchard…

A wall of heat and humidity met him as he stumbled through the outer rooms and into the room with the pool of hot water, where he collapsed against the wall, clutching the lute. 

He would just rest here, just for a little while…

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-16-2016

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Posting from Onyx Sun, a science fiction novel that is currently in revision and which I’m hoping to publish next month.  (Those of you who participate in Sunday Snippets may remember parts of this.)

Taliya has just found out that her mother sold her lover (Luzita) into slavery.

There may or may not be some creative punctuation involved in the following text.

Taliya stared at her, stunned, her mind numb even as her thoughts whirled and spun out of control.

“She didn’t have to pay room and board.  Grandmother–”

“Your grandmother is dead.”  Maureena’s voice was cold. “This House now operates under my rules.”  Maureena’s smile was colder than her voice. “And under my rules, everyone pulls their own weight.  I don’t believe in charity.”

“You sold her…”  Disbelief still softened Taliya’s voice.  “You sold Luzita…”

“You’ll find someone else.  Someone more suitable.”

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Camp Update July 15 2016

I am 4073 words below par.  I was down to 2460 but midnight happened.  Midnight is going to be happening a lot this week.

Let’s see.

Thursday after work I dropped my car off at the garage for its inspection.  I have no idea what time they’ll do it today, but until I hear from them I’m going to be worried about how much is wrong and how much it’ll cost to make it right.

Anyhow, I’m meeting a friend for lunch today and then home for a bit and then to work. Not much time to write until I get home after work and how much I get done then depends on how tired I am.

Plus I have no idea when or how I’ll be getting my car back, but I definitely need it by Saturday.

And speaking of Saturday, that’s when the blog hops start.

So, yeah, good luck staying within 5000 words of par!  There isn’t enough caffeine in the world.

But on a brighter note, I finished the first draft of Book Six of The Academy of the Accord and have it loaded onto my thumb drive so I can get it printed.  It still needs an epilogue but that’s going to wait until I’m doing the first round of edits and revisions because it needs to reflect back on stuff from the beginning of the book and I changed things a lot as I went, so…

My current project for Camp NaNoWriMo is to write the fight scene that is the finale of Book Ten because I kind of abandoned the book when I got confused with who was where doing what.  I was hoping to have it done so I could get it printed too but that’s not going to happen. At least, not for today.  But then, if I don’t have my car back before I have to leave for lunch nothing will get printed anyhow, and I’ll be making another trip down there on Tuesday.

Next up will be a scene I need to write for Book One, mostly because I need it for a scene in Book Twelve that refers to the incident and I think it would kind of be cheating to have it mentioned but never actually shown.

So, two more scenes for The Academy of the Accord and I think I can count it as done, at least as far as the first drafts are concerned.

And after that? I don’t know yet.  I just want to get through my work week with what’s left of my sanity intact.

 

 

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Wednesday Words #81 (7/13/2016)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

This week’s prompt:

an octopus
a brass band
a curtain

 

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Camp Update July 11, 2016

I wrote myself into a corner yesterday before work, but figured out how to get out of it while in the bathtub this morning.  (Wizards can be really hard on plot lines.)

So, anyhow, now I’m really eager to get back to it.  (Amazing what a little inspiration can do, isn’t it?)

So, here’s a quick camp update before I get back to the writing tent.

As of this moment I have 11,173 words written.  Par for today is 17,741 which means I am 6568 words behind where I should be.  I’m obviously not going to get caught up today (I have to leave for the Evil Day Job in a couple hours) but I should get to at least 12K before then.

I hope.

I mean, I really hope.

Because par for tomorrow is 19,394 and that sounds like a whole lot of words away.

Not taking the first day of Camp off really hurt me, I think, but on a brighter note, the main event in November starts on a Tuesday, and Tuesday and Wednesday are my days off from work.

When I was writing Friday’s blog post I was 6222 words behind, so at least I haven’t lost too much ground.  And I haven’t written anything yet today so I might even actually be a little bit ahead of that by the time I leave for work.

I could (I suppose) do some writing at work in odds and ends of downtime, but I’ve been using that time to play with my traveler’s notebooks. By the start of August I want to have a couple tracking systems in place, one for word count and one to track where I am with each individual project. (Or at least, each individual current project. Stuff that is sitting on the back burner probably won’t be added into it.  Or maybe they will.  Depending on how many pages I have in the tracker I might put a couple of m favorite back burner projects in there too.  We’ll see.)

I’m off tomorrow, and in addition to cleaning the rat cage (my usual Tuesday morning project) and writing, I need to do some serious bedroom cleaning.  I’d also like to make some more inserts for my traveler’s notebooks – just practice ones to work out trackers and the like.

But that’s tomorrow.  For today, I have a corner to write my way out of, and characters to torture in the process.

 

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