Monthly Archives: October 2019

Sunday Snippet, October 20, 2019

This follows from last week’s post. (The love potion in question ate away at some stones.)

(A bit more background about this story. It was started to go along with a D20tabletop RPG that a friend was creating.  I have no idea where his project currently stands; I should probably ask him.)

“Keep on believing it,” Ozell said. “Things are going to change and you’ll need him someday.”

She stopped and looked up at the spirit, but Ozell had chosen to be invisible. “Are you being prophetic or annoying?” she asked.

“Yes,” he replied smugly and she swung the spoon at him before stabbing it viciously back into the contents of the cauldron, now including him in her litany of people, places, and things to be cursed.

“So, how is my little sweetheart doing with the love potion?” another voice – this one corporeal – asked. “Is it ready for the two of us to sample, eh?” 

She stopped stirring as Tuiee approached and looked into the cauldron. He frowned and drew a glass vial from a pocked of his robe and carefully dipped some of the liquid out. “This is no love potion,” he said, studying it. “What did you put in this, you little fleabite?”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-19-2019

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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.

I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo next month and have almost definitely decided that I will most likely probably be working on my “Steampunk thing.”  So, since I’m looking over what I have written of it (less than 2000 words) I thought I’d post bits from it to help me stay focused on 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 which ended with: Puzzled and curious, I looked down at the newspaper clipping.

Inventor seeks general laborer to assist with flying ship. Carpentry skills required. Will train for other duties. Pay: 10s/week. Apply in person to V.R. Madison, 135 Pearl Place.

……

It wasn’t a fit night for man nor beast. It was cold and dark and getting colder and darker. And wetter. The fog from the snow melt was bad enough, but the all day drizzle had turned into a good downpour and the wind lashed rain that was just a hair above freezing.

Ordinarily I would have been holed up in the ramshackle shanty that passes for my home, trying to stay dry – or at least no more than damp – but the words “flying ship” had sent a jolt of excitement through me. Widow Cooper had been right; ever since I had seen my first airship as a wee lad I’d dreamed of being aboard one of the great flying ships that occasionally flew over the city or moored at the docks. V.R. Madison was only advertising for general construction help, but maybe, just maybe, there might be a crew position available, and I was going to do my level best to fill it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #251(10/16/2019)

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 trade
a giveaway
a sale

 

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, October 13, 2019

This follows from last week’s post. (The love potion in question ate away at some stones.)

(A bit more background about this story. It was started to go along with a D20tabletop RPG that a friend was creating.  I have no idea where his project currently stands; I should probably ask him.)

 

“Now, now. What’s Tuiee going to say when he sees what his love potion does, hm?”

Chollee snorted. “As if I care what that fat no-talent shopkeeper has to say!”

“Ooooh… he’s going to fire you!”

She shrugged. “He fires me every week.”

“And you keep working.”

“He pays well. And he needs me.” 

The truth was, Tuiee had always been very good to her, and she truly did love the old man, even though she seriously doubted his stories of being a grand wizard. 

“Keep on believing it,” Ozell said. “Things are going to change and you’ll need him someday.”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-12-2019

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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.

I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo next month and have almost definitely decided that I will most likely probably be working on my “Steampunk thing.”  So, since I’m looking over what I have written of it (less than 2000 words) I thought I’d post bits from it to help me stay focused on 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.

“I’m afraid I can’t pay you much,” she’d apologized as she always did. “But I have written you a letter of introduction and recommendation.”

I might not be able to spend those letters but they were good for starting a fire, but today there was something different about the envelope that she handed me.

The envelope was of fine heavy stationery instead of the more common writing paper that she normally used for the letters she gave me, and it bore a wax seal with an imprint from a signet ring. In addition there was a clipping from The Daily Mail. “I remember you telling me once that your greatest dream was to fly. I hope this helps you realize that dream.”

Puzzled and curious, I looked down at the newspaper clipping.

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #250(10/9/2019)

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 dead tree
a broken rope
a trumpet

 

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, October 6, 2019

Switching things up a bit for a bit, posting from a barely started rough draft that has no name yet.

(A bit more background about this story. It was started to go along with a D20tabletop RPG that a friend was creating.  I have no idea where his project currently stands; I should probably ask him.)

Chollee gave the contents of the cauldron an angry stir, muttering curses under her breath. The midday sun and disturbing lack of ocean breeze did nothing to improve her mood and she directed curses at them as well as the cauldron, the contents of the cauldron, the fire under the cauldron, and the owner of the cauldron.

Not genuine curses of course: she wasn’t quite that angry – except maybe at the owner of the cauldron. She gave contents another stir and a few drops splashed out, landing on the stones of the fire pit and hissing angrily as they ate away at one.

“I thought that was supposed to be a love potion?” a voice said curiously.

“Go away, Ozell. I’m not in the mood.”

“Obviously,” the voice snickered and she splashed some of the liquid in its general direction.

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-5-2019

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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.

10/5

I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo next month and have almost definitely decided that I will most likely probably be working on my “Steampunk thing.”  So, since I’m looking over what I have written of it (less than 2000 words, a fair number of which are going to go bye-bye (yes, I’m tired) I thought I’d post bits from it to help me stay focused on it and not the scores of plot demons bunnies that will be crawling out of cracks in the next few weeks.

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

135 Pearl Place

I looked at the address on the newspaper clipping again, not that I needed to; the advertisement had burned itself into my memory from the first time I read it.

I’d been doing a bit of work: nothing challenging, just replacing some steps on Widow Cooper’s porch. She always sent for me when she needed work done. Never paid me in cash money, but always made sure that I had a good meal and a letter of reference to show to others. Bless her. She’d been a lady of some means once, but her husband – God rest his soul – had squandered away most of it on various ventures. When he died there wasn’t much left for her other than their home, which was too much for her to take care of now. It was falling into disrepair but I did my best to mend what I could for her

And on a day like this a good hot meal and a cuppa was almost as good as money.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #249(10/2/2019)

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 barrier
singing
the moon

(It’s three months until Christmas!) (Sorry, Danielle)

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

 

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