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Rainbow Snippet for 5-8-2021

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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 wasn’t sure I could afford to hire anyone. And now I’m pretty sure I can’t.”

“What do you mean?”

“Almost all of my money is in my bank on Pendelia Four. I’m afraid they’ll trace a transfer.”

“Good point.” He thought for a moment. “I’ll tell you what. Let’s set up an account for you here on Lansigan Prime…”

“With what? All my money…”

“Let me finish.” He held up a hand and she fell silent. “Let’s do this. Give me a voucher from your bank. I’ll use my own money to start an account for you here and then I’ll take a trip to Pendelia Four to visit some old friends – and get my money back. It’s not really a loan so much as a transfer without involving anything traceable.”

Taliya stared at him. “I’m not sure if you’re brilliant or devious.”

“Yes.”

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #332 (5/5/2021)

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!

spicy food
a long nap
an old bicycle

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

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, May 2, 2021

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I’m posting from my current writing WiP, Song and Shadow, a prequel to Song and Sword. It’s a rough draft and I still don’t have an actual outline for it so it’s going to be a fun ride. 

This month we’ll get to see Pashevel… well, let’s just say that the ways of a Bard are subtle and sharp.

 

The castle doors opened and Pashevel fell in with the nobles as they began making their way toward them. The King and the Prince stood just inside the doorway, greeting each noble and accepting their congratulations and well-wishes.

The guards crossed their halberds to bar Pashevel from entering but Hierik intervened.

“Let him in. He is here as my guest.”

They hesitated, looking past him to the king.

The monarch shrugged and Hierik flushed. “I said he is my guest. He is the Bard from the tavern last night. Surely you saw him speaking with me.”

“And if you didn’t,” Pashevel said, his voice soft but pitched so that the king could hear it, “then you were doing a poor job of guarding your prince.”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 5-1-2021

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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.

Taliya has bought a used space ship, had a few (mis)adventures with it, and has gone to look up an old friend from school for help. Josul has been doing some work on Taliya’s ship. (The “ghost” refers to the feelings that Taliya gets from the ship, that it is alive and aware.)

“All set,” Josul said, stretching. The first thing he had done was run sweep for tracking bugs and had found none, much to Taliya’s relief, and now he had finished reconfiguring her identification array.  He glanced around the cockpit and frowned.  “You’re flying alone?”

“Yes, why?” Briefly she wondered if he could feel the ghost too.

He shook his head.  “You shouldn’t be.  A ship this size needs at least two to crew it properly.” He looked at her sharply.  “You know that.”

“Yes, I know that.  But it can be handled by one, and I wasn’t sure I could afford to hire anyone.  And now I’m pretty sure I can’t.”

“What do you mean?”

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #331 (4/28/2021)

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 flock of seagulls
a dilapidated house
a watering can

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

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, April 25, 2021

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I’m posting from my current writing WiP, Song and Shadow, a prequel to Song and Sword. It’s a rough draft and I still don’t have an actual outline for it so it’s going to be a fun ride.

Picking up from last week’s snippet.

“My son!” the king announced. “Prince Hierik, Crown Prince of the Realm!

The cheer that went up was somewhat less enthusiastic than the one for the king had been and Pashevel saw the way the prince’s head fell, noticed the harshness in the way that the king turned to him. Slowly Hierik raised his head, looking out at the crowd and they stilled, waiting for him to speak.

Seeing his hesitation Pashevel took a half step as if shifting position to get a better view, but it was enough. Hierik noticed the movement in the otherwise motionless crowd and smiled, relaxing as he locked his gaze on the bard he had met the night before.

“Welcome,” he said. “Thank you – all of you – for coming to my birthday celebration. I hope you will enjoy the food and entertainment that will be provided for you, and I am looking forward to meeting you as I begin my Travels.”

The speech, Pashevel realized, was formulaic, delivered as if it had been memorized since early childhood, and the crowd responded as if they had heard it before – six times before he would wager – and Pashevel added public speaking to the list of things that Hierik needed to learn.

Two years. He had two years to teach the Crown Prince everything he needed to know in order to rule. Two years to teach what should have been learned over a lifetime.

Two years.

Two years to keep him alive.

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 4-24-2021

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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.

Taliya has bought a used space ship, had a few (mis)adventures with it, and has gone to look up an old friend from school for help. This picks up from last week’s snippet, in which Taliya filled Josul in on what’s been happening since she bought the ship,and now they’re discussing getting her ship a new identity.

“What about a name for the ship?”

She shook her head. “I have no idea. That’s why I stuck with Vain Glory.”

“How about the Black Hole, since we’re sort of dropping you into one?”

She wrinkled her nose.

“Yeah, I didn’t like it all that much, either.”

They kicked some ideas around and finally came up with Onyx Sun, a private joke between the two of them, an acknowledgment of the black hole that Taliya was being dumped into.

“All right,” Josul said as he signaled for the waitress. “I’ll be at your ship first thing in the morning to do the on board work.” He turned off the muting device and slipped it into a pocket.

“Thanks, Josul.” Taliya smiled, suddenly feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from her. “I really appreciate it, especially on such short notice.”

“It’s not like you had any way to reach me ahead of time, at least, not safely.”

“Speaking of… Will I be?”

He waved off her concern. “Absolutely. No one will bother you or your ship here.” He grinned. “You’re not really in tame space anymore, Taliya. Oh, they say we are, but we aren’t. The Galactic Enforcement Agency doesn’t poke their nose into this system – they barely even poke into this sector.”

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #330 (4/21/2021)

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!

fog
a keychain
a turtle

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

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, April 18, 2021

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I’m posting from my current writing WiP, Song and Shadow, a prequel to Song and Sword. It’s a rough draft and I still don’t have an actual outline for it so it’s going to be a fun ride.

Picking up from last week’s snippet.

They leave the morning after their sixteenth birthday and must return by sundown of their eighteenth.”

“And if they do not?”

“Then they are mourned as dead and the next eldest travels in his turn. Hierik is actually not the eldest. In fact, he’s the last of the King’s legitimate heirs. The others never returned from their Travels.”

“And if Hierik does not return?”

“Then either the king produces another legitimate heir – unlikely at his age – or he promotes an illegitimate son or a grandson if any of his own get produced offspring.”

Pashevel nodded, lost in thought, not liking the suspicions that were entering his mind. 

“How many older brothers does Hierik have?”

“Six. Well, had six. And a couple sisters. His brothers are all considered dead now, whether they are or not.”

Another fanfare from the trumpets drew their attention back to the balcony.

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 4-17-2021

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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.

Taliya has bought a used space ship, had a few (mis)adventures with it, and has gone to look up an old friend from school for help. This picks up from last week’s snippet, in which Taliya filled Josul in on what’s been happening since she bought the ship,and now they’re discussing getting her ship — and her — a new identity.

Taliya shook her head, suddenly wishing she was back home, that none of this had ever happened. But back home she would still be living under her mother’s thumb; at least now she was free – although freedom didn’t seem to be all that it was cracked up to be.

Freedom. She smiled softly as she remembered the conversation with her father.

“Freedom,” she said. “Freedom Enterprises.”

“I think I liked Cygnet Shipping better.”

“So did I, but since we have to ditch it… Freedom is what this is was all about – freedom from my mother and from what she thinks I’m supposed to do – from what she and her friends expect from me.”

“Like you ever cared about that,” he snorted.

“True. But now I don’t even have to pretend anymore. And the name will remind me why I’m doing this. So that I have the freedom to run a business – and eventually the House – the way I think it should be run.”

 

 

 

 

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