Searching and Writing and Driving

I still haven’t found the latest version of Onyx Sun, but then, I haven’t been looking too hard, although I did do a bit of a clean out up in my room. I should make it a point to spend at least five (preferably fifteen) minutes every night before I go to bed working on organizing stuff up there. Of course, that would give the dogs time to get comfortable on my bed, so I’d have to argue with them about who sleeps where when I finished. (The Diva isn’t a problem; she’ll vacate the bed when asked. Demon Dog, on the other hand, will grudgingly get up and move to the other end of the bed and still not leave me quite enough room.)

Anyhow, I’m not even entirely sure that I didn’t bring the printout downstairs although it hasn’t shown up in this area yet.

All I know is that it’s in the house somewhere. And I’m pretty sure that it’s not tucked into a tote bag. (At least, I don’t remember putting it in a tote bag, but on the other hand, it’s not where I remember seeing it last, either.)

Meanwhile, I’m managing to keep up on my hundred words a day, even on days when I don’t feel like writing. I’ve discovered that I actually like writing in hundred-word bursts. It makes for slow progress, yes, but it’s easy and stress-free, and it lets me have time to think about where I’m going next with a scene or conversation. And it gives me a daily feeling of accomplishment.

In other news, the evil day job is not really evil, but the roads sure were, especially on the way home. I enjoy working in the school nursing office, but I really miss my three-minute commute to meet the bus and being able to leave the driving to someone else. (I should have been back on that assignment today, but the bus company didn’t have a driver for the route, and they don’t have one for tomorrow, either, so it’s back to the nursing office.)

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Sunday Snippet, January 23, 2022

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Picking up from last week’s post from a fantasy WiP tentatively titled Wild Worker. Ciana’s father is making a delivery and she is tending the jewelry shop.

The old woman’s circuit of the shop brought her to where Ciana waited behind the counter and her sharp eyes fell on the sketches. “Now these… Yes. These are the kinds of things I’m looking for.” Gnarled fingers moved the pages around as she nodded approvingly. She looked up and met Ciana’s gaze for the first time. “Your grandfather taught you to make jewelry?”

She nodded. “Yes, but my father was never happy about it, and since he died I’ve not been permitted to work on designs.”

“So you make sketches when he’s not around?”

Ciana nodded and the old woman pulled a leather pouch out from the folds in her skirt. “You grandfather taught you lapidary skills as well?”

“Yes, and how to work with metals, even some small forge work.”

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 1-22-2022

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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.

This snippet picks up from last week’s, from my still unnamed FF vampire novel.

A pair of impossibly long legs clad in high heeled thigh-high boots appeared, followed by a skirt that would have been indecent had it been an inch shorter. The rest of the body was just as luscious and Sam busied herself writing down the time of her stop and the mileage, just to try to regain control of her senses and not stare at the black bustier and red half-jacket. The outfit left just enough to the imagination to make it hard to think.

Finally unable to put it off any longer she took a deep breath, reminded herself that she was here to change a tire, and stepped out of the truck.

 

 

 

 

 

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Missing in (In)Action

Where, oh where, has my manuscript gone?
Where, oh where, can it be?

Did you ever know exactly right where something is, only to find that that’s exactly right where it isn’t? (Please tell me it’s not just me.) I decided I’d better get busy working on Onyx Sun if I wanted to get the current round of revisions done before the end of the month, and I was sure I knew where it was (next to the computer hutch in my bedroom) – but it wasn’t.

So I thought, “Ah-ha! It’s in my editing bag downstairs in the front room.” But it wasn’t.

So now a search of my room is in order, but it’s cold up there. We’re hitting single digits and negative numbers overnight, and this is an old house so the “heat” in my room is whatever wanders up from downstairs. Needless to say, I try not to spend any time up there that doesn’t involve my bed, my furry space heater (Demon Dog), and blankets.

Still, it needs to be found, so when it gets up to the 20s(F) tomorrow I’ll launch a search mission.

If you don’t hear from me, send hot chocolate.

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Wednesday Words #369 (1/19/2022)

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:

scissors
a house on a hill
a waterfall

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

 

 

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Another Weekend, Wasted

Well, I did keep up with the hundred words a day, so that’s something, but that’s about all I did unless you count laundry.

It was a weird weekend. It kind of felt like everything was on hold, like the entire area was holding its breath for the snowstorm they were calling for. (The last reported total here was 6.7 inches, but that was when my car was cleaned off and I know there’s at least two more inches on top of it now, and the last time I had the dogs out it was snowing some more.)

Anyhow, it’s back to work tomorrow, weather permitting. And if I can get my car out of its parking place. It was shoveled out, but PennDoT is likely to come through again, plus it’s on-street parking so there are cars behind and in front of mine. And my car’s ground clearance is pretty much non-existent.

Ah, the joys of Pennsylvania winter…

Still, the dogs are enjoying the snow and I’m making slow but steady progress on Song and Shadow, so all is not lost.

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Sunday Snippet, January 16, 2022

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Picking up from last week’s post from a fantasy WiP tentatively titled Wild Worker. Ciana’s father is making a delivery and she is tending the jewelry shop.

The old woman nodded approvingly. “Good. I have some gems I’d like to have set into jewelry to give to my granddaughter.”

“Feel free to look around and see if there are any settings you like. Are you looking for necklaces, rings, bracelet, pins, earrings?”

“Not earrings, but possibly all of the rest.” She moved slowly through the store, looking at the displays, and shook her head. “Back in my day, when your grandfather was the jewelry, The House of Woodrose used to be the best jewelry store in the city,” she said sadly.

“We still are,” Ciana protested.

“Oh, you still have fine jewels,” the old woman replied. “But the designs your father makes…” She shook her head. “I’ve seen dead garden slugs with more creativity than he’s ever demonstrated.”

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 1-15-2022

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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.

This snippet picks up from last week’s, from my still unnamed FF vampire novel.

The mall had long since closed and the parking lot was nearly empty by the time Sam turned the truck down the row the car with the flat tire was in. Seeing it, she let out a low whistle and checked the work order again. Apparently someone at dispatch didn’t know cars, because a Bugatti was not a “Bug.” Blue eyes swept across the sleek lines and she sincerely hoped she wasn’t drooling as she parked next to it.

Then the car’s door opened, and all thoughts of the vehicle vanished as she saw the driver.

 

 

 

 

 

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Overscheduled

I’m still making the hundred word a day goal, but haven’t touched a crochet hook all month, and Onyx Sun is still upstairs. I’ve pretty much been too wiped out after work to do much more than my hundred words, to be honest.

For those who don’t know, I’m a nurse (LPN) working through a staffing agency. My main assignment is to ride a school bus/van with a special needs student with a seizure disorder. Due to a variety of circumstances (holiday breaks, the bus company not having enough drivers, the student having doctor appointments, Covid-related quarantines, virtual schooling due to lack of school staff, etc.) I don’t think I’ve had a five-day work week since before Thanksgiving. I worked all five days this week (but not on that assignment – he’s still in quarantine) and it wore me out more than I expected.

But it’s the Friday of a three-day weekend, and we’re supposed to get a bunch of snow, so I’m thinking that crochet and hot chocolate just might be the theme of the weekend.

And maybe I’ll even bring Onyx Sun downstairs and see where I stand with that mess.

And see if I can finish the concordance for Book One of The Academy of the Accord.

*sigh* There I go again – scheduling more stuff to do than I have time to do it. Does anyone else do this? Please tell me I’m not the only one.

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Wednesday Words #368 (1/12/2022)

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:

ice
a baby
a flower garland

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

 

 

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