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Rainbow Snippet for 11-24-2018

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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.

Picking up from last week in my never-never project (as in it’s “never never” going to be finished).

With an effort Kordelm shook off the memory. “That’s a valid question,” he replied as Wellhym started going through Caristen’s desk drawers. “A lot of warriors insist that they don’t need to know how to read or write and some take great pride in not knowing. But…” He stopped and stared at his partner. “Wel? What are you doing?”

“I’m trying to give them an example of why it is a good thing to be able to read and write.” Wellhym closed the last drawer in exasperation. “Where does your wizard keep paper?”

Kordelm laughed and moved to a full length cupboard in the corner of the room.  “Tor’s a lightweight,” he said. “Desk drawers aren’t big enough for Cair’s stash.” He opened the door and reached inside.“How much do you need?”

“One sheet,” Wellhym said, staring at the cupboardful of paper and shaking his head. “I’d say that Cair hasn’t changed since we were the age of this lot but I think he’s gotten worse.”

Kordelm laughed and handed him a sheet of paper as Wellhym sat down at the desk.

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #204 (11/21/2018)

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 grandfather
smoke rings
a puzzle

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, November 18, 2018

Picking up from last week’s snippet of Hedge House.

The afternoon passed in a blur of names and faces that Cara was certain she would never remember, and by the time it was time for supper the kitchen counters were laden with containers of cookies and cakes and the refrigerator was stuffed full of casseroles.

“That should be the last of ‘em,” Jacob said as yet another person that Cara wouldn’t remember drove away. “The only one missing is Betty Thompson and she’s in California visiting her grand kids.”

Car’s gaze traveled over the counters. “I don’t think there’s room for anything else anyhow.” She looked at Jacob. “Do they really think I’m going to eat all this? Or should I save it for a wake? What is the tradition here?”

“You’re expected to tell them how wonderful it was next time you see them, and thank them again… profusely. You get bonus points for asking for the recipe.”

“I’m never even going to remember who was who, let alone what they brought.”

Jacob chuckled. “You’ll meet them all again at the viewing.” He studied her for a moment. “So, what do you think of your new friends?”

“I felt like I was on display. Like…” She paused, searching for the right words. “Like they weren’t here because they cared about her, but because they wanted to see what sort of person her granddaughter was. I have the feeling they’ve all gotten together for coffee somewhere and are discussing everything from my makeup to my shoes and analyzing every word I said and every movement and expression I made.”

“You’re probably not far off. But it’s more likely that there are several small groups of them and what is said in one will get repeated to members of the others.”

She shook her head. “I’m not sure if I’m amused or offended.”

“Go with amused. You’ll have a happier life.”

She smiled. “You are helping eat this,” she informed him.

“You don’t have to eat it all at once. Some of it can be frozen. Just be sure to take a bite or two first so you can rave about it.”

“You’re still helping me eat it.”

He laughed and took a thumbprint cookie from a plate. “There. I’m helping.”

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-17-2018

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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.

This is from book 5.5 of the Academy of the Accord series. (Well, technically it’s Book 6 but I haven’t gotten around to renumbering everything yet.) Kordelm and Wellhym have their hands full with the first year cadets. In this snippet they’re giving them a brief tour of the castle and showing them the rooms they’ll have classes in.

“This is Caristen’s classroom,” Kordelm said. “His first love is history, followed by geography. He’ll also be the one to teach you to read and write.”

“His first love is Kordelm,” Drehmus sneered and some of the boys around him sniggered.

“Do you have a question, Cadet?” Kordelm’s eyes were hard and for a moment Drehmus faltered.

“Why do warriors need to read and write and learn all this other stuff?” he asked. His tone clearly spoke of disdain for the subjects being discussed.  “All we need to learn how to do is fight so we can take care of wizards and enforce the Accord.”

Something in the way he said “take care of wizards” sent a chill up Kordelm’s spine as he remembered similar words spoken by a man who had tried to convince him that Wellhym and Torlew had killed Caristen.

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #203 (11/14/2018)

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 praying mantis
steps
a dog

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, November 11, 2018

Picking up from last week’s snippet of Hedge House. Cara is about to meet the first of the “Casserole Brigade.”

 

“Cara, I’d like to introduce you to Amy Potts. Her husband owns the hardware store here in town but their son runs it now.”

“I’m pleased to meet you, Mrs. Potts,” Cara said, extending her hand.

“Oh, honey, there’s no need to be so formal. Your grandmother and I were old friends. We went to school together.”

“It must be hard to lose someone you’ve known for so long.”

“Yes. Losing her is leaving quite a hole in this town. I know you’re going to be busy and overwhelmed, so I brought you a pan of lasagna. Mr. Wylde has put it in the refrigerator for you.”

“Thank you so much. That will be very much appreciated. Would you care for some coffee?”

“I would, dear, but perhaps another time. My grandson is in the car waiting for me. I don’t drive and he took the time to bring me here. You should meet him sometime, he’s about your age and such a fine young man.”

“Did she just try to play matchmaker?” Cara asked when the door had closed behind Mrs. Potts.

Jacob laughed. “She’s been trying to get that grandson of hers married off since he turned eighteen.” He sobered. “Be careful of her, Cara. She’s a busybody and if the truth isn’t interesting enough she makes sure to embellish it until it is.”

“I take it that the ‘hole’ my grandmother left was in her gossip base?”

“Very perceptive. Yes, your grandmother was the talk of the town in more ways than one.”

Before Cara could ask for clarification the doorbell rang, announcing another covered dish. 

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-10-2018

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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.

This is from book 5.5 of the Academy of the Accord series. (Well, technically it’s Book 6 but I haven’t gotten around to renumbering everything yet.) Kordelm and Wellhym have their hands full with the first year cadets. In this snippet they’re teaching them to repair their tents.

“Sewing is women’s work,” Drehmus sneered.

“Then you’d better hope you marry a woman who likes to go on forced marches,” Kordelm retorted. “Equipment fails on the trails, too, and not knowing how to properly repair it can lead to a lot of cold wet uncomfortable nights.”

“Hey, Brythel, you wanna marry me?” Drehmus asked, making kissing noises.

Brythel flushed but Jorsen looked at Drehmus. “I don’t know about Brythel, but I don’t think I’d enjoy a forced march. And even if I did I wouldn’t marry you if you were the last woman in the country.”

The barracks erupted in laughter, except for Drehmus, and those in his gang fell silent when he glared at them.

“How are you doing, Drae?” Kordelm asked, ignoring the exchange; it wouldn’t do for the cadets to know how much he enjoyed seeing Drehmus put in his place.

Draethlen shrugged. “All right. It would be easier if the fabric wasn’t so stiff.”

Kordelm laughed. “No doubt. I always struggled with it too.”

Wellhym snorted. “You always got Cair to do it for you.” He turned to Jorsen. “Caristen comes from a fishing village – his family has a fleet of ships. Like you, he grew up mending sails and nets.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #202 (11/7/2018)

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:

There is too much light in the world.

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

 

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Sunday Snippet, November 4, 2018

Cara was on her way downstairs from making herself look like she hadn’t been climbing trees and crawling around under a bush but stopped when she heard the doorbell.

“Mrs. Potts,” she heard Jacob greet the caller.   

“Good morning, Mr. Wylde. I heard that Belle’s granddaughter was here and I wanted to stop by and express my condolences. I made a pan of lasagna for her. I’m sure she’s going to be feeling too overwhelmed to do much cooking.”

“She does have a lot of things to deal with,” he agreed. “The funeral, inheritance, meeting half the town in the next two days… It’s all going to be a little overwhelming for her.”

“Poor dear. And being such a stranger here having been dragged away from all she knew when her father died.”

“That’s not making it any easier,” Jacob agreed. “Here, let me take that for you. Would you come in for a few moments? Cara was out exploring the gardens and is upstairs making herself a bit more presentable but she should be down in a moment.”

 

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-3-2018

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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.

This will be the last post from Book Five of the Academy of the Accord (fantasy) series that I have been (and will be) working on for forever. After this bit things get a little confusing and frustrating as I try to figure out how best to introduce another character (Shander) without mucking up the way the world (and the Wizard/Warder thing) works.

Skipping ahead a bit from last week to breakfast:

“So, what are the plans for the day?” Marsden asked. 

“Whatever you want us to do,” Wellhym replied. “You’re the Commander.”

Marsden chuckled. “Did you hear that, Vinadi? One of them actually acknowledged that I was in command.”

“Don’t let it go to your head,” Kordelm replied. “It was just a momentary lapse of judgment on Wel’s part.”

Marsden laughed. “Fair enough,” he said. “But while I’m still in charge, I’d like to see how Draethlen is coming along, and then let’s just take the rest of the day to relax. I’ve missed my wizard, and I know that the separation wasn’t easy for the four of you, either.”

 

 

 

 

 

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