Monthly Archives: August 2016

Wednesday Words #86 (8/17/2016)

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:

“Angry?  You ate all my cereal and faked your death for three years! I have a right to be angry!”

(Prompt tweaked from prompts found on FaceBook.)

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

 

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Never, Never Project

I had a college roommate who was tatting a tablecloth.  She called it her “never never project” because she was “never never going to get it finished.”  I’m beginning to feel like that with the Other Mages trilogy.

About halfway through October 2008 I decided that I was going to do NaNoWriMo. I’d been thinking about it for a couple years but for some reason I suddenly decided that now was the time.

So, on November 1st I started writing. I had a vague idea and no outline, but I had a lot of fun and I hit 50,000 words and wrapped up the story.

(Well, to be honest, I thought I was done with the story way before I hit 50K but since I didn’t think I could pull of a 10,000 word celebration orgy I kept writing and got an ending that really wrapped up the story.)

A few things happened that November.

One, I got hooked on NaNoWriMo.  As in totally addicted. I remember reaching the goal and finishing the novel and just staring at my computer screen, thinking, “I did it. I wrote a book. Wow.” which was immediately followed by, “It’s all over until next November.” (My roommate’s response to that was “No one said you can’t write the other eleven months of the year.”)

Two, I got hooked on novel writing.  My roommate was right – I didn’t have to wait for NaNoWriMo to write, so write I did.

Three, I learned what happens when you don’t have an outline.  (One character who was supposed to play a very minor role became very important.  Not too bad of a change, right?  Except about 2/3 of the way through she had a complete change of alignment that was great for the plot but not so great for the future editing.)  And there are plot holes you could fly an Air Force squadron through.

And, four, about midway through writing it I realized that it was actually book three of a trilogy.

So instead of trying to fix the mess that Xooshemi (don’t worry, her name is going to be changed) made of things, I decided to write the other two books first.  Book One didn’t present many problems but Book Two is making me want to tear my hair out.

For one thing, I never outlined it. I have a vague idea of where it needs to go but I don’t have a clear end scene.  And somehow the focus has shifted from Katheri to Trebor and Sidden when the book is supposed to be about Katheri coming into her power.

And the whole Trebor and Sidden thing is going to royally muck up Book Three.  Maybe.  I might have found a way to keep it and skirt a plot hole.

But I’m still having trouble with where it needs to end up.  And without knowing that I have no idea how to get there.  So I think I’ll put it away again for a while and see if my subconscious can figure out a solution while I’m working on something else.

Maybe I’ll work on writing a new version of a scene in the Trilogy Without a Name.  (It’s actually the original version that I had planned before the plot hijackers main characters took a detour.)

But I will get back to The Other Mages, and it will see the light of day.

Some year.

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Sunday Snippet August 14, 2016

Posting from Book 8 of The Academy of the Accord series this month.  Terhesh is a Wyverian, a race that looks rather like a human/dragon hybrid: they have wings, a tail, scales instead of skin, and talons on their toes.  He is roughly fifteen years old.

Picking up from last week.  Radenth has collapsed and Terhesh is trying to get him back on his feet.

 

“Halt!  Who enters?” 

Terhesh looked up at the sound of the voice, hope flaring.  Someone was coming.  Help was coming.

Four cadets approached, each resting a hand on his sword, and for a moment he felt a surge of fear, but Captain Radenth had said that this would be a safe place, that it would not be like Arcane Academy.

“Please,” he said, “He has been ill.  He needs a Healer.”

“Great.  Another freak,” one muttered and the other three stepped away from him, surrounding Terhesh and Radenth, and Terhesh tensed.

“What’s it got?”

“A human warrior,” another replied. 

“What did you do to him, freak?”

“Nothing.  Please. I told you.  He has been ill.  He needs a Healer.”  Slowly Terhesh rose, his eyes flaring, his wings half extended.

“Yeah?  Well, there’s an Apothecary in the village.  This is a school for wizards and warriors.”

“I know,” Terhesh replied struggling to stay calm.  “Captain Radenth said we should come here.”

“There’s no Captain Radenth at this school,” one said.  “So I suggest you go back where you came from.”

“He needs a Healer,” Terhesh repeated.  “Please.  If you will not believe me, look at him. Help him.  Or talk to your own Captains and Commander.  Captain Radenth wrote to them.”

“We don’t need to check with them to get rid of trash,” one sneered.  He stepped forward, drawing his sword and the others followed suit.  Terhesh responded by drawing his own, dropping into a defensive stance, even knowing that he could not prevail against the four of them.

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 8-13-2016

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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.

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

Taliya has left her mother’s house and has called Belyn, one of her best friends, to let him know what has been happening.

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

 “What are you going to do now?” he asked.

“I don’t know yet, Bel. I just left the house.”

“Well the first thing you’re doing is meeting me at Curtey’s.  You need a drink and food, and probably more drink than food.”

Taliya laughed in spite of everything.  Belyn was hard to say no to and Curtey’s was one of her favorite restaurants, which he well knew.

“All right,” she agreed. “I’ll meet you for dinner.  But no alcohol.  I need to stay in control.”

“Honey, what you need right now is to let go of that control and just… let go.”

She felt tears welling in her eyes.  “Not yet, Bel.  I know I need to, but just… not yet.”

“All right.  Tonight, after dinner, at my place.”

“Your place?”

“You do need a place to stay, don’t you?”

“Belyn, no.  I can’t.”

“Of course you can.  I won’t take no for an answer.  See you at Curtey’s.”

Belyn cut the connection before she could reply and she laughed, shaking her head.  She had known Belyn Weaver her entire life and she never had been able to say no to him and make it stick.

 

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When Will I Ever Learn?

Okay, so yesterday I was chugging along entering changes into Word from the first round paper edits of Book Four of The Academy of the Accord.  I had 22 pages left to go, when I found this green sticky note:

See “rest of note” and combine

Um, sure.  What rest of note?

Oh, wait. There’s another green sticky note flagging a page later on.  Maybe…?

Yep.  It says:

rest of note

*sigh*

What made me think that leaving it like that instead of having it all neatly ready to type up would be a good idea?

So, instead of possibly finishing entering the edits before work, I ground to a halt to try to figure out what I was planning to do with the note.

Seriously, self.  Why?

Anyhow, I took the offending pages to work with me to see if I could sort out the mess on my break and, nope. For the life of me I still can’t figure out what I meant for me to do there.

So it’s looking like both “notes” are getting redone entirely.  (Their purpose is to implicate someone in a plot, hint at a larger plot, and tie into the overarching plot of the series.)

It’s also looking like Book 4 is going to need another going over before it goes to a beta reader. I’ve noticed several places where I need to show instead of tell. Why I didn’t catch them in the paper edit is beyond me, although I think it might be attributable to fatigue.  The places that are more telling than showing are later on in the manuscript, when I was tired writing it and even more tired editing it.

So I think when I finish entering the changes I’ll go through and write the scenes that I glossed over before calling it ready for beta.

Meanwhile, the release of the series seems to be getting farther and farther away.

And Onyx Sun is glaring at me because it feels ignored.

And I still can’t leave myself notes that will make sense when I read them.

 

 

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Wednesday Words #85 (8/10/2016)

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:

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(Click for larger image.)

(Found on FaceBook.)

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

 

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Not An Addiction

Okay, so in Friday’s post I may have vaguely hinted at the remote possibility that I might, just maybe, be just a teensy tiny bit of an office supply addict.

Now it’s time to come clean.

Yes, I am an office supply addict.

I have a set of bookshelves with three shelves dedicated to them, and they still spill over into a couple piles on the floor and a box or two. (Or three or four.) Oh, and two sets of these drawers holding spiral bound notebooks.

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I have two photo storage boxes full of sticky notes in a variety of sizes and colors (and more scattered in various other places), and tons of 8 1/2 x 11 scrap paper that is printed on one side, a variety of three ring binders, and a huge collection of journals and notebooks in just about every size imaginable and probably a few sizes that aren’t. (And let’s not discuss my sharpies and highlighters, okay?) Oh, and colored paper clips. And manila folders and all kind of dividers for the three ring binders and more hanging folders than any one person has any need for no matter how many lifetimes they plan on living and…

And I console myself with the thought that I’m pretty sure that most writers are in similar boats.

And so far I have managed to avoid the back to school specials, but Friday is payday so…

Anyhow, you may also be aware that I’ve become rather enamored of traveler’s notebooks lately.

As in hopelessly addicted.

I now own:

two standard size (one leather and one fabric)
one passport size
one B6 size (meaning the inserts are B6 paper size, roughly 5×7)
four field notes size

The really neat part of all of this is that I have discovered that I have journal type notebooks that work as inserts for field note size and the B6, and a bunch of mini composition books that work for the passport size.

See? My notebook stash is useful!

Yep!  Definitely time to hit the back to school sales!

After all, it’s not an addiction if it’s useful, right?

 

 

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Sunday Snippet August 7, 2016

Moving on to Book 8 of The Academy of the Accord this month.  Terhesh is a Wyverian, a race that looks rather like a human/dragon hybrid: they have wings, a tail, scales instead of skin, and talons on their toes.  He is roughly fifteen years old.

I haven’t gotten to this book in the first round editing process yet so just pretend.

 

Terhesh had never thought that he would be so glad to see walls, but the ones that rose before him promised help for the man with him, the man that he was more than half-carrying. 

“Look, Captain,” he said gently.  “We are here.  You will be all right now.”

Radenth summoned his remaining strength and raised his head. “Yes,” he said as they passed through the gate.  “You will be all right.  You will be safe here.”

“Where do we go?” Terhesh asked.  A large castle sat ahead of him and to his left, up a steep slope.  Sprawled downhill to his right, barely visible through the sleet and freezing rain, was a series of long low buildings that he thought might be the barracks.

“The castle.”  Radenth’s voice was faint as he slid from Terhesh’s grasp and fell to his knees.  “Go… to the… castle…”

“Captain Radenth?”

“Go… Safe…”  Radenth’s voice was fading as he slumped to the soggy ground.

“Captain?”  Terhesh knelt and lifted the man against him but Radenth gave no response.  “No!”  The word was a howl of pain and loss and despair as he pulled his captain to his knees, struggling desperately to get him to his feet, sobbing in frustration.

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 8-6-2016

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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.

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

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

Taliya stared at her as the realization sank in.  “That’s why you wouldn’t let me take Luzita with me – you had this planned all along.”

Maureena made a dismissive gesture with one hand

“You bitch!  You uncaring bitch!”  Taliya pushed past her, heading toward the staircase that led to the living quarters.

“Where are you going?”

“My room. I’m packing and then I’m leaving to find Luzita.”

“You’re too late. The merchant fleet left yesterday.”

“The station will have records.  I don’t care if it takes the rest of my life, I will find her.”

“If you leave, don’t bother to return.”

“What makes you think I would want to?”

 

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Back to School

I’m pretty sure that everyone who knows me knows I may have a slight addiction to office supplies.

I’m also pretty sure that at least a fair number of people reading this may suffer the same hypothetical affliction.

So for all of us I offer the following anthem:

 

It’s the most wonderful time of the year
With the shelves they are filling
And everyone selling you notebooks so dear
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

It’s the hap-happiest season of all
With the bright notebook covers and papers all over
When you walk through the mall
It’s the hap-happiest season of all

 There’ll be pens just for writing
And highlighters for marking
And postits to add notes to your books
There’ll be brand new bright markers
And new three ring binders
Reminders of school long ago

It’s the most wonderful time of the year
There’ll be much paper-buying
And cart-content hiding
When loved ones are near
It’s the most wonderful time of the year

There’ll be much pick and choosing
And lots of restocking
Of things that you already own.
There’ll be notebook dividers
And cool paper clips in
Colors and shapes of all kinds

It’s the most wonderful time of the year
There’ll be much notebook buying
And friends will be sighing
At all you hold dear.
It’s the most wonderful time
Yes the most wonderful time
Oh the most wonderful time
Of the year

 

So, what’s on your back to school wish list?

 

 

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