Sunday Snippet April 16, 2017

Taking a break from The Academy of the Accord, since I’ve been posting from its books for over a year now. (I’ll come back to them when they’re ready to release.  Current goal is 2020.)

So, anyhow, I thought I’d post from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.

Following directly from last week. (Some of you may have seen some of this before.)

Marlia woke to find her arms restrained. Panic gripped her and she thrashed wildly as she tried to free herself, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggled.

“Easy,” someone said, a tinge of amusement running through his warm soothing voice.  “You might not want to throw off all of the blankets that are covering you.”

She froze at the sound of his voice and slowly turned her head to look at him.  His dark blue eyes held both humor and compassion, and a soft smile played over his full lips.  A silver circlet tried –and failed – to restrain his thick black hair.  He had a slender graceful build and there was an air of gentleness about him that said that he was no threat to her, or anyone else. 

“I…” She looked around, disoriented.  The scents and sounds of the forest filled her senses.  “What…? Where…?”  Her mind was spinning in too many directions at once, all of them filled with fear and confusion.

“It’s all right,” he said softly. “You are safe.  I will not hurt you.”

“Who are you?” she asked, trying to sit up.

“Lie still,” he said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.  “You’ve had a rough night and you don’t need to be breaking open any wounds.”  

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

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 4-15-2017

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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 still posting from Onyx Sun, a science fiction novel that is currently in revision. The revisions are turning out to be more complex than originally expected so the release date is, um, to be determined. (I’ve given up trying to predict one, but I have at least one more round of revisions after the current one, and my goal for Camp NaNoWriMo this month is to finish this round.)

Skipping a couple paragraphs from last week.   Ayess has contacted Taliya to let her know that Luzita is on board.

(This part is still in revision so squint because I haven’t gotten to it yet.)

“She is here.”

Taliya frowned. “Ayess?”

He shook his head.  “She is… very different than you are. Maybe she is just scared and uncertain, but she is…”  He shook his head again and Taliya’s heart sank at what he wasn’t saying.

“I’m on my way back now, Ayess. I’ll sort it out.”  She smiled.  “Thank you, for at least trying to make her feel at home.”

“How do you know I did?”

“Because I know you,” she laughed.

 

 

 

 

 

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Mid Month Update

Well, hey, here it is.  Friday. Time for another blog post. And time to go back to work. (Friday is my Monday; my weekend is Wednesday and Thursday.)

It’s also more or less the middle of the month, and I am… nowhere near the middle of my goal for Camp NaNoWriMo. (Closer to a fifth of the way if I’m doing the math right.)

I had wanted to get caught up over my weekend, but it was pretty busy. I spent way too much time and money shopping on Wednesday (food shopping – not even fun shopping), and cooking both Wednesday and Thursday. (My roommate and I are both nurses and both work on Sunday so we did our “Easter Dinner” yesterday.) I was pretty wiped out by the end of the day both days and feel like I need a day off to recover from my days off.

I am going to try to get a couple more pages done before work today, though. Every little bit helps, right?

Hopefully I’ll have some easy shifts this week so I can get more work done on the first round paper edits of The Academy of the Accord series. I’m currently on Book 10, and if I can get it done by the end of the month, and get Books 11 and 12 done by the end of next month, then I can try to get the concordance done by the end of the year, which will make the next round of edits go much more smoothly.  I hope.  I’m still shooting for a 2020 release for the series, and it’s almost looking possible.

Meanwhile, writing new stuff has been on hold, other than a flash fiction piece for the QSF contest and occasional Thursday Threads entries. And now I’m looking at maybe writing a short story or two to submit for consideration in an anthology…

Yes, I know I should be working on the sequel to Song and Sword, and I will be, but the deadline for the anthology is June 1st and it doesn’t really have one, so…

 

 

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Wednesday Words #120 (4/12/2017)

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:

(Click for larger image.)

(Found on FaceBook.)

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

 

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Deadlines

Everyone hates deadlines, don’t they? (Well, except for Douglas Adams, who loves the whooshing sound they make as they go by.)

Anyhow, as I type this I have just over two hours before I have to get ready for work. Two hours to finish this blog post, and to finish editing a flash fiction piece for a contest and get it formatted and submitted.

The contest was launched a month ago, and no, I haven’t procrastinated writing for it. I’ve been thinking about it, coming up with and discarding multiple ideas, making several false starts that all want to take more than the allotted 300 words.

(I should seriously put together an anthology of failed flash fiction pieces.)

Last night (well, in the wee hours of the morning) I started writing with no clear concept of where I was going. I discarded the first start, started over, and ended up with something 310 words long that needed two names and a clearer ending.  But it was good enough – it was enough to start with.

So I saved it and went to bed (about three o’clock in the morning), scribbled a note to myself to make a change, and slept.  Now it’s down to 295 words and I’m taking a brief break before reading it over one more time.

And, oh, yeah. It needs a title. *sigh*

But all of this has been made possible by a deadline.

A real deadline, not one that I self-imposed.

One I can’t let go whooshing by.

 

 

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Sunday Snippet April 9, 2017

Taking a break from The Academy of the Accord, since I’ve been posting from its books for over a year now. (I’ll come back to them when they’re ready to release.  Current goal is 2020.)

So, anyhow, I thought I’d post from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.

 

Skipping a couple paragraphs from last week. (Some of you may have seen some of this before.)

He had no reason to believe that anyone was following her, and he knew that Sonata and the other unicorn would stand guard and let him know if there was danger, but he would stay awake anyhow, watching her. 

 

Somewhere between midnight and dawn her fever broke, and she shivered so violently that he had trouble keeping the blankets around her, finally resorting to cocooning her in them.  Her unicorn came over and lay down next to her, lending her his warmth, and Pashevel smiled.

“You two have quite the bond, don’t you?” he murmured, then frowned. “No. No you don’t.  You were surprised when I knew to touch your horn, knew that you could show me what happened…” His voice trailed off as he forced himself to recall the scene the unicorn had shown him, this time focusing on her interaction with her mount.  “She doesn’t know, does she?” he asked softly, and saw a look of sadness in the unicorn’s eyes.  “Don’t worry, my friend.  When she is better we’ll teach her.”  A note of hope lit the unicorn’s eyes and Pashevel smiled. “Her fever is breaking, that’s a good sign.  I think she’s going to be all right.”  The unicorn touched him briefly with his horn in thanks, then closed his eyes contentedly and drifted off to sleep.

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 4-8-2017

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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 still posting from Onyx Sun, a science fiction novel that is currently in revision. The revisions are turning out to be more complex than originally expected so the release date is, um, to be determined. (I’ve given up trying to predict one, but I have at least one more round of revisions after the current one, and my goal for Camp NaNoWriMo this month is to finish this round.)

Picking up from last week with more of Luzita’s first encounter with Ayess. And I still haven’t gotten to this point in my revisions yet, so you may need to squint.

 

“Leave me alone,” she said as he turned toward her. “Don’t touch me.”

“I will not harm you,” he said softly. “My name is Ayess.  You must be Luzita?”

“You should know. You bought me.”

“No, I did not.  You were bought by the captain, as was I.”

She glanced at him and quickly looked away again.  “You’re not a slave.”

“Not anymore.” 

His answer was so soft that she glanced up at him again and then jerked her gaze away.  “What did you have to do to earn your freedom?’ she asked, a sneer in her voice.

“Nothing.” He smiled.  “Come.”  He put a hand on her upper arm and she jerked away.  “I will show you to your cabin.  The captain will be back soon and will explain.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Camp Update — Sort Of

Week one of Camp NaNoWriMo is wrapping up and I’m feeling kind of “blah.” Editing for Camp isn’t nearly as much fun as writing for Camp so it’s kind of hard to work up any enthusiasm for it.

(Then again, editing isn’t nearly as much fun as writing even when it’s not for Camp.)

So, anyhow, I still have 150 some pages to enter changes to, and two additional scenes that are written but need to be inserted somewhere. And a ton of notes to work through. (No wonder I’ve been putting this project off!)

And, of course, the increasingly evil day job to contend with. I’m seriously about to beg for a steady night shift there.  I could take my laptop, put my current project on a thumb drive, and edit the heck out of stuff.

But since that’s unlikely to happen (plus, as mentioned before, I have trouble sleeping during daylight hours), it looks like I’m going to have to carry on as is for a while.

So far I’m hanging on with NaPoWriMo, too, thanks largely to my dogs (two poems about them) and the weather. (Spring weather in Pennsylvania is always good for poems – it’s totally unpredictable.) It is still early in the month, though, and subjects get harder to find near the end.

I even managed to enter Siobhan Muir’s Thursday Thread challenge yesterday. (And my first draft was only three words over the limit.)

Now if I could just get something written to submit to the Queer SciFi flash fiction contest with a deadline of the 10th… I’m trying, but I keep coming up empty, or with things that will require way more than 300 words.

I should go back to writing haikus.  They are great for teaching economy of words.

Of course, then I’d have to revert back to being wordy for novels.

Seems I can’t win…

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Wednesday Words #119 (4/5/2017)

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 man in odd clothing
a tattered book
a whistle

 

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

 

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Double Trouble

I worked a double yesterday into today: 3PM to 7AM. I waffled on it all through the first shift but ended up staying because I felt guilty about leaving the aide on the unit by herself.  (With no nurse for my unit, the one on the other side would have had the entire floor. He would have been spread thin, especially since it was blood sugar day and there were seven of those on my unit plus whatever was on his. My unit also has a couple confused residents who try to climb out of bed so it’s kind of hard for one person to be there alone.)

(And then the Director of Nursing asked me if I was staying for the mandatory nursing meeting this morning.  I told her I was running on 22 hours since I last slept and I would go to the Tuesday one at 2:30.)

Anyhow, not much got done on my Camp project, but I managed to finish the first round paper edits of Book 9 of The Academy of the Accord series. And I think I have mostly untangled who is where when, courtesy of a bunch of hot pink post it notes and a pink pen.  I do still need to write the ending to that book, though. I got so fed up and frustrated with having lost track of people that I kind of gave up on it until I could sort it out.

(The characters are on a rescue mission, with three bonded pairs moving the victims to a safe house (where there are four more people waiting to tend to them) while another three pairs are keeping watch in the tower they’re rescuing people from. At some point I realized that I had people in two (or even three) places at the same time.)

While writing this blog post I came to the realization that the main reason that I lost track is that I waited for several “rescues” before showing what was happening in the safe house.  I think I need to follow each pair and their rescues and wait until they start back to the tower before moving on to the next rescue, and I’ve left myself a note to do that when I actually get around to entering the changes in the Word doc.

I am so thrilled with the progress I’m making on these edits.  Only three more books for 1st round edits, then I can work on entering changes.  I’ll have to set a goal for that, probably one or two chapters on work days and five to ten on days off, but we’ll see.)  At any rate, I will at least have all of the 1st round edits done this year. I’m not sure about getting all the changes entered, especially considering that I’m still writing the Elven Bard novel and am focused on getting Onyx Sun released this year.  I should get at least half of the 1st round changes entered though. (More if I work more night shifts, load the documents onto a flash drive, and take my laptop.)

Yeah.

I could get used this whole night shift thing if it wasn’t for the whole “I can’t sleep in daylight” thing.

 

 

 

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