Rainbow Snippet for 12-14-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Still posting from that “Steampunk Thing.” The first draft isn’t done yet and I’m hoping that this will keep me motivated to keep at it.

(Apologies for any language usage that’s anachronistic. I’ll deal with that once the first draft is done.)

This picks up from last week.

“So, do you have any questions about the position?”

I hesitated for a moment, then shook my head. The only questions I had seemed a bit presumptuous, even to me.

She chuckled. “You’re wondering how a woman came to be building a flying ship.”

I shrugged. That wasn’t really my main concern, but if it made her happy to think that it was, well, then, so be it.

She straightened and motioned for me to follow her as she started toward the front office. “That’s a long story and perhaps I’ll tell you one day.”

As I started following her I faltered for a moment as her words sank in: perhaps I’ll tell you one day. “Does that mean I have the job?”

“If you truly want it and aren’t just here because Mrs. Cooper sent you with a letter of reference.”

“I do,” I said quickly – maybe a touch too quickly but I wanted this job with all that I was. I held the door as she stepped through it, hoping she couldn’t hear my heart hammering as I nearly shook with excitement, thinking that this was too good to be true.

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #259 (12/11/2019)

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!

a picture
a tree
a jump rope

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, December 8, 2019

Looks like I’ll be posting from this for a while yet, maybe even long enough to find a cable for my external hard drive, or the hand written part of the story that I know I’ve seen somewhere.

This follows from last week’s snippet.

“I am seeking someone,”

“May I be of assistance?”

“I… don’t know who I’m looking for exactly,” she admitted.

He raised an eyebrow.

“It’s…a Call.” Surely if he was part of this place he would understand.

“Ah, I see. Come with me. I’m sure there’s someone here who can help you.” He held out an arm, motioning her to accompany him and she fell into stride with him as he guided her along a path that wrapped around the side of the house. The path was shadowed and dark, but Kestra felt no fear or discomfort from the man’s presence; despite the fact that he was city-born she found herself trusting him.

The path opened into a large garden area. Herbs, flowers and vegetables shared the space and fruit trees lined the walls. Her guide led her to the back door and opened it, ushering her into a kitchen, the scent of food making her mouth water. The man smiled and pulled a chair out from the table, then dished out a bowl of stew and set it in front of her. “Eat,” he said. “I’ll go find someone to help you.”

“Thank you,” she said. He smiled before he disappeared through a doorway, leaving her to her meal and a few moments of peace to gather her thoughts, which were whirling. Kestra wasn’t sure what she had been expecting to be met with here in the city, but this warmth and welcome hadn’t been it.

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 12-7-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Still posting from that “Steampunk Thing.” The first draft isn’t done yet and I’m hoping that this will keep me motivated to keep at it.

(Apologies for any language usage that’s anachronistic. I’ll deal with that once the first draft is done.)

This picks up from last week.

 

“Very well.” She leaned back against the scaffolding she’d come down, idly laying the letter to one side. “So tell me right up front: are you going to have a problem working for a woman?”

“No ma’am.” I let my gaze travel up to the airship above us. “I wouldn’t have a clue how to even begin building something like this and I’m in awe of anyone who does.”

“We all have different strengths, Mr. McKelvy. Don’t discount yours.”

I couldn’t help but smile. I had the feeling that I could come to like this lady – like her as a person, just not as a lady. In fact, I already did.

“So, do you have any questions about the position?”

I hesitated for a moment, then shook my head. The only questions I had seemed a bit presumptuous, even to me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #258 (12/4/2019)

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!

a broken door
a voice singing
a regret

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, December 1, 2019

This follows from last week’s snippet. No luck yet on a cable for my ancient external hard drive. (There’s no guarantee this will be on there anyhow.)

“Welcome.”

She had sensed his presence before he spoke, and she turned to face him. “Thank you,” she replied, studying him. 

He was tall and muscular, his build and stance speaking of a lifetime of training in the ways of war, and she found herself wondering how he came to belong here, in this haven. 

“Do you seek sanctuary for the night, Traveler?” His words were formal, but his voice and eyes were warm.

“I…” Kestra hesitated. She knew the city would be more dangerous at night, but the sense of urgency from the Call was growing. “I am seeking someone,” she finished, not sure how much she could tell him.

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-30-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

(Apologies for any language usage that’s anachronistic. I’ll deal with that once the first draft is done.)

This picks up from last week.

I held the envelope out to her and she pulled off her gloves and reached out with a delicate hand to take it from me.

I saw a faint flicker of surprise as she saw the insignia pressed into the wax, then she popped it open and pulled out the letter.

“It says you’re a carpenter?”

“Yes, ma’am. Me da was a carpenter and he taught me a bit and left me his tools. Most I’ve learned on me own, though.” For some reason I felt compelled to be completely honest with her.

She nodded and studied the letter again and I waited, trying not to let on how nervous I was. I wanted this job so bad I could taste it, but letting that show might just bollix up my chances, might make her think I’m nervous because I’ve got something to hide.

She looked up from the letter and began studying me and I wished she’d go back to studying the letter. On the other hand, her assessment was much different than the other woman’s. The other woman – Cecily – she’d been making a judgment based on my appearance, but this woman, she seemed to be making a judgment based on something else entirely.

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #257 (11/27/2019)

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!

a family feast gone wrong

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, November 24, 2019

This follows from last week’s snippet since people seemed to want more of it. (I do have more typed up, but there is more of it somewhere else, I’m sure of it. This past week I found an old external hard drive and as soon as I find a cable that I can use to access it (it has a teeny tiny port) I’ll see what’s on there and hope that “SRish” is one of them.)

A whisper of peace caught her attention and she turned toward it. Sanctuary. A small secluded area near the gates, a shelter for the rare traveler from the Wilds. Gratefully she slipped through its open gates and felt the pressure ease as she stepped into a courtyard, her dark brown eyes taking in her surroundings.

Ahead of her stood a tall stone building. Ornate columns rose on either side of its heavy double doors, and a warm light glowed through the windows. It was just as she remembered it, and yet, it wasn’t. Something felt different. She tried to shake off the feeling, but it persisted. A flowering vine softened the stone with its fragrant embrace and she drew the scent deeply into her lungs, feeling her head swim slightly from the fragrance. She let her breath out slowly and tried to relax, but the strangeness of the place kept her slightly on edge, slightly wary.

“Welcome.”

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-23-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

(Apologies for any language usage that’s anachronistic. I’ll deal with that once the first draft is done.)

This picks up from last week.

It suddenly occurred to me that I was a stranger entering private property with no proper introduction, and that I looked a bit rough and bedraggled.

“The woman that was just leaving told me to see myself in,” I said, holding my empty hands out to my sides to show that I was no threat. “I’ve come about the job posting.”

A quick nod was my answer and the soldering iron was laid aside and a gloved hand pushed the goggles up over the scarf.

“Cecily left?”

I nodded, my tongue suddenly tied in a knot – or twelve. The bloke in front of me was no bloke.

“So, how may I help you?”

“I – I’m looking for V.R. Madison.” I fumbled the letter of reference out from inside my coat, relieved that it was still dry.

“I’m V.R. Madison.”

“I’m Daniel McKelvy. I’ve come about the position advertised in today’s paper.”

I held the envelope out to her and she pulled off her gloves and reached out with a delicate hand to take it from me.

 

(I just have to say that I’ve been laughing for weeks at you all thinking that V.R. Madison was a man.)

 

 

 

 

 

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