Monthly Archives: January 2018

Wednesday Words #162 (1/31/2018)

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:

sunlight
a toy
a sheep

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, January 28, 2018

Picking up again from last week’s snippet of Song and Sword.

“I wish there was something I could do.”  Dakkas looked up at Pashevel again, a plea in his dark eyes.  “I don’t know how to help her.”  

Pashevel’s sensitive ear caught and recognized the accent – a Drow!  He felt a wave of tension flow through his body.  “Get your filthy Drow hands off of her!” was his first response, but it never passed his lips. The look of pain and desperation in the Drow’s eyes cut through him and he dropped a gentle hand to his shoulder.  “Just keep doing what you’ve been doing, friend. Let her know that you’re here, that she’s safe, and not alone.”

Dakkas nodded, and turned back to the women. He had seen the look on Pashevel’s face, the look of revulsion when the Elf had realized that he was a Drow.  He had also seen the brief flash of pain, and had heard the sincerity of his voice, and felt the kindness of his touch.  He didn’t know which to believe.  He wanted to believe the latter, but his experience taught him that it was the first reaction that was true, and despair threatened to overwhelm him again.

 

 

Song and Sword cover

Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 1-27-2018

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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.

I’m posting excerpts from Doll, a little F/f BDSM story that I started back in January of 2014. It’s kind of a UFO (UnFinished Object) that is sort of turning back into a WiP. We’ll see.

Picking up from last week, and Doll’s memory/flashback to her meeting with the woman with the boots and bullwhip.

It was nothing but an acknowledgement, I told myself, but I could not slow the beating of my heart as she moved past me, and I slipped into to the coat room, grateful for the solitude to try to collect myself.

She probably prefers men, I thought as I selected a padded hanger and carefully arranged her long leather coat on it. For that matter, I thought as I hung it in an alcove where it would not be disturbed, I prefer men.

It was true. I had scened with women, but much preferred the touch of a man’s hand. 

Unbidden, my mind conjured up fantasies of her touch, and I shuddered. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Plot Bunny Round Up Complete

Well, mostly.

I didn’t get into my Plot Bunny Bag on my day off. I was kind of a zombie that day since I’d worked night shift. I did, however, finish getting all of the starts into a binder. Or at least most of them. I remembered another that I need to put in (don’t worry, I wrote it down). I can’t seem to find it on my computer, though, which is somewhat worrisome, but I saw a back up file for it in an email so that should be okay.

And I still don’t know what “the L&G mess” is. (I have three brief ideas that all say they were untangled from “the L&G mess” but I have nothing that even sounds like it should be called “L&G.” All I know is that there’s a curse and an old trunk in an attic. Helpful, huh? Oh, and there are two rival secret societies, and a member of one is trying to kill a member of the other but I have no idea why. *sigh*)

And, no, I didn’t count the number of projects in the binder. Let’s just say there’s a lot. Like over a hundred. Like over a hundred fifty. Granted, some of those are the Academy of the Accord books which are mostly done, and a few others that are mostly done, but still…

And who knows what may still be lurking somewhere?

 

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Wednesday Words #161 (1/24/2018)

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:

a stick
a card
weeds

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

 

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S.A.B.L.E.

In the world of counted cross stitch (and probably other crafts) we have an acronym of S.A.B.L.E., which is Stash Acquisition Beyond Life Expectancy. In other words, there’s no way we’re ever going to stitch all of our charts in this lifetime. After spending several hours last night trying to organize my plot bunnies I’m beginning to wonder if there is a similar acronym for writing. If not I may have to invent one.

I’m not at all certain that I’m going to get this project finished tonight. I might be able to at least get the rest of the ones that I have printed off put into the binder, but as I was ,working on it last night I kept thinking, “I know I started writing this,” which means that there are more lurking somewhere.

The question is, “Where?”

And I’m afraid the answer might lie in my Plot Bunny Bag, so I have the feeling that tomorrow (my day off) I’m going to drag it out and see what horrors may be lurking within it. If you don’t hear from me on Friday I was eaten by a rabid plot bunny.

It’s really frustrating to know that you’ve written something and then not be able to find it, and I have several starts like that. Hopefully, though, with the binder of starts and ideas that I’m making, from now on when I run across something like that I can put it in there and keep everything together so there’s no more of this.

But meanwhile…

 

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Sunday Snippet, January 21, 2018

Again picking up from last week.

Dakkas was so focused on Kashrya that he didn’t notice when Pashevel stepped away, and was startled by the tap of a leather water skin on his shoulder.

“You sound like you could use this.”

“Thank you.”  Dakkas took the skin and drank, just a sip, feeling his stomach cramp as the liquid poured into it.  He took a second drink of what had to be the sweetest water he had ever tasted, and handed the skin back to him.  “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Pashevel replied.  The warmth of his voice was soothing, and Dakkas felt himself start to relax, start to believe that everything would be all right.

He looked down at Kashrya again, and at the Paladin who was asking her God to heal her, and felt a wave of awe that these two strangers would tend to them in this way.  “I wish there was something I could do.”  He looked up at Pashevel again, a plea in his dark eyes.  “I don’t know how to help her.”  

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 1-20-2018

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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.

I’m posting excerpts from Doll, a little F/f BDSM story that I started back in January of 2014. It’s kind of a UFO (UnFinished Object) that is sort of turning back into a WiP. We’ll see.

Picking up from last week, and Doll’s memory/flashback to her meeting with the woman with the boots and bullwhip.

 

“What is your name?”

Her voice was surprisingly warm and gentle and I felt blessed to have had her speak to me.

“Barbara, Ma’am,” I replied, taking the coat that she handed to me.

“Barbara,” she repeated. “Thank you.” 

I had never liked my name, but hearing it from her lips sent a surge of desire through me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Current Status

I remembered that it’s Friday! And I remembered that I write a blog post on Fridays! My new not-so-evil day job is doing wonders for me already.

I was off yesterday and didn’t do much except go out for lunch. Today has been a stay home and chill day, which I desperately needed.

As far as writing-related stuff goes, I started setting up my notebook for story starts and ideas. I work afternoon shift tomorrow, but night shift on Sunday and Monday, so in preparation I’m printing off the stuff that I have on the computer so I can get it all put into the binder.

I still haven’t found the concordance for The Academy of the Accord, but I have found one more place that it isn’t, so… progress?  I’ve also verified that it still isn’t in three or four places that I’ve looked previously, just in case the gremlins put it back where it wasn’t.

(On a brighter note, I think I found half of a pair of Crocs my roommate was missing, so I’m pretty sure the other one is in that general vicinity somewhere.)

And in the “Why do I do this to myself?” category, I signed up for InCoWriMo – International Correspondence Writing Month. It’s a challenge to write a letter a day for the month of February. (Or a note card or post card or whatever.) Because… sanity is overrated?

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #160 (1/17/2018)

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:

a blanket
a path
a talking picture

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

 

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