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Rainbow Snippet for 8-8-2020

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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.

Still posting from that “Steampunk Thing.” The first draft isn’t done yet and I’m hoping that this will keep me motivated to keep at it.

“Family should be there for each other.”

“No argument there,” he agreed. “But what should be and what is aren’t always one and the same.”

“True.” I was beginning to wish that I was the prying kind. From what I understood both her mother and father were still alive but the mother’s side of the family wanted nothing to do with her. What could turn a mother against her own child?

“It’s a complicated family,” James said and for a moment I wondered if I’d spoken aloud.

“Does she have any brothers or sisters?”

“An older sister. But Cecily is about as different from Miss Victoria as you can get and neither one acknowledges the other unless forced.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #293 (8/5/2020) )

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 deadline
an abandoned boat
a single snowflake

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, August 2, 2020

Switching gears to my Camp NaNoWriMo project.  Song and Sight is a sequel to Song and Sword (but true to form, I think there’s another book that has to come between the two of them. Someday I’ll write a series in order, but today is not that day.)

This is from the preface and is picking up from last week:

“And another thing,” Evisha went on, “I’d take all of their females and lock them away and start my own breeding program.”

Nisham nodded mindlessly. He’d heard all of this before too.

“And that traitor Sutag. I’d find a special torture for him. He has a daughter. Maybe I’d make her a breeder and make him watch.”

Another shiver ran through Nisham but Evisha didn’t notice, too caught up in her hatred to pay attention.

Not that she ever paid attention to him.

Nisham had been born in the breeder pens. He was supposed to be a half-breed, one of the half trolls that Zheh’athi used as shock troops, but he had been sired by one of the Drow slavers and had been born prematurely: weak and sickly he had been discarded, thrown out to die.  

Evisha had found him, and for reasons known only to herself, had taken him in and raised him, keeping him hidden from the guards that would have killed him as not being worth keeping or selling. Part of him was grateful, but he wished he knew why she had done it. She did nothing out of kindness, nothing without some sort of ulterior motive, nothing without some sort of gain for herself.

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 8-1-2020

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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.

Still posting from that “Steampunk Thing.” The first draft isn’t done yet and I’m hoping that this will keep me motivated to keep at it.

“I got the impression that Anne* didn’t exactly approve,” I said cautiously and James laughed.

“Anne has her own definition of “lady” and Miss Victoria doesn’t fit it at all.” He sobered. “She came to us from Miss Victoria’s mother’s family, as neither her father nor grandfather saw the need for a governess or a lady’s maid. Her mother’s side, however, wanted to try to ‘make a proper lady of her’ which is odd considering they don’t want to have anything to do with her.”

“That’s sad,” I murmured. “Family should be there for each other.”

“No argument there,” he agreed. “But what should be and what is aren’t always one and the same.”

 

*Anne is the maid we met several installments back.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #292 (7/29/2020)

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 cancelled celebration
a teacup
a reflection

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, July 26, 2020

Switching gears to my Camp NaNoWriMo project.  Song and Sight is a sequel to Song and Sword (but true to form, I think there’s another book that has to come between the two of them. Someday I’ll write a series in order, but today is not that day.)

This is from the preface and is picking up from last week:

Evisha hated the Drow more than most in the pens. He wondered if that was because she was here instead of being a slave on one of the estates. He studied her as she ranted, turning that idea over in his mind. Physically she was beautiful, long dark hair dark eyes, a slender curvy figure. But her hair was tangled and matted and her eyes were cold and hard and filled with hatred and scorn. And her body had been used too much by too many. He frowned. Her body was probably why she had been brought to the breeding pens to begin with. 

Not that the trolls were overly particular as to what their mates looked like. As long as it was female, they would mate with it, and it didn’t matter if it was their own race or another, or if the female was willing or not. But the Drow slavers, they were a little pickier, and the prettier females were reserved for their use, kept from the breeding pens as long as they pleased them.

“And another thing,” Evisha went on, “I’d take all of their females and lock them away and start my own breeding program.”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-25-2020

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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.

Still posting from that “Steampunk Thing.” The first draft isn’t done yet and I’m hoping that this will keep me motivated to keep at it.

I climbed up to the driver’s box with James, Miss Madison having already settled herself into the carriage.

“She’s not one to wait for someone to help her, is she?” I commented.

James laughed. “That she isn’t. She has quite an independent streak, and can be a bit on the stubborn side at times, but she’s a fine lady and there isn’t one person in the household that would say a word against her. Nor listen to one either.”

“I wasn’t…”

“I know you weren’t,” he said, setting my mind at ease. “It’s easy to see that you’re as taken with her as all the rest of us.”

“I got the impression that Anne didn’t exactly approve,” I said cautiously and James laughed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #291 (7/22/2020)

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!

interruptions
a drowning
a game of chance

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, July 19, 2020

Switching gears to my Camp NaNoWriMo project.  Song and Sight is a sequel to Song and Sword (but true to form, I think there’s another book that has to come between the two of them. Someday I’ll write a series in order, but today is not that day.)

This is from the preface and is picking up from last week:

“I – I said ‘freedom is coming,’” he stammered. 

Evisha frightened him. Yes, she had taken him in and given him a place to stay and enough food to stay alive, but she was cold and harsh, almost cruel even in her kindness. She was a shaman – or would have been if they were free to follow their old ways, but the Drow had outlawed them centuries ago.

“Freedom,” she snorted. “We’ll never be free as long as our so-called king is a pampered pet servant to the Drow.”

Nisham said nothing. He had heard her rant about Sutag many times before, how he was a slave at the Drow castle, how he had opportunity to kill the king and the crown prince, to lead a revolt and free their people. 

“If I was in his place they would all be dead and we would be the ones living in the castle with them serving us.”

Nisham wasn’t certain how the Drow would serve them if they were all dead, but he didn’t think it was wise to point out the flaw in her logic, so he tuned her out, half listening to a rant he knew all too well.

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-18-2020

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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.

Still posting from that “Steampunk Thing.” The first draft isn’t done yet and I’m hoping that this will keep me motivated to keep at it.

“Something needs to be done,” she said, and even I could identify the stubborn tone of voice and set of her jaw.

“And just what might that something be?” James asked, amusement barely hidden in his voice.

“I haven’t decided yet,” she said, taking a bundle in my coat from me despite my protests. “But something has to be and something will be.”

With that she turned and marched back to the carriage, and placed my coat in the box.

James shrugged and followed in her wake and I followed him, puzzling over this turn of events as we tied my wet things to the back of the carriage with my bag of tools, the people from the neighborhood slowly drifting away in small groups, no doubt talking about the newspaper article.

And no doubt speculating on what the carriage was doing there and what I was doing with the carriage.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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