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Sunday Snippet, December 8, 2019

Looks like I’ll be posting from this for a while yet, maybe even long enough to find a cable for my external hard drive, or the hand written part of the story that I know I’ve seen somewhere.

This follows from last week’s snippet.

“I am seeking someone,”

“May I be of assistance?”

“I… don’t know who I’m looking for exactly,” she admitted.

He raised an eyebrow.

“It’s…a Call.” Surely if he was part of this place he would understand.

“Ah, I see. Come with me. I’m sure there’s someone here who can help you.” He held out an arm, motioning her to accompany him and she fell into stride with him as he guided her along a path that wrapped around the side of the house. The path was shadowed and dark, but Kestra felt no fear or discomfort from the man’s presence; despite the fact that he was city-born she found herself trusting him.

The path opened into a large garden area. Herbs, flowers and vegetables shared the space and fruit trees lined the walls. Her guide led her to the back door and opened it, ushering her into a kitchen, the scent of food making her mouth water. The man smiled and pulled a chair out from the table, then dished out a bowl of stew and set it in front of her. “Eat,” he said. “I’ll go find someone to help you.”

“Thank you,” she said. He smiled before he disappeared through a doorway, leaving her to her meal and a few moments of peace to gather her thoughts, which were whirling. Kestra wasn’t sure what she had been expecting to be met with here in the city, but this warmth and welcome hadn’t been it.

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 12-7-2019

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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.

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.

(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.

 

“Very well.” She leaned back against the scaffolding she’d come down, idly laying the letter to one side. “So tell me right up front: are you going to have a problem working for a woman?”

“No ma’am.” I let my gaze travel up to the airship above us. “I wouldn’t have a clue how to even begin building something like this and I’m in awe of anyone who does.”

“We all have different strengths, Mr. McKelvy. Don’t discount yours.”

I couldn’t help but smile. I had the feeling that I could come to like this lady – like her as a person, just not as a lady. In fact, I already did.

“So, do you have any questions about the position?”

I hesitated for a moment, then shook my head. The only questions I had seemed a bit presumptuous, even to me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, December 1, 2019

This follows from last week’s snippet. No luck yet on a cable for my ancient external hard drive. (There’s no guarantee this will be on there anyhow.)

“Welcome.”

She had sensed his presence before he spoke, and she turned to face him. “Thank you,” she replied, studying him. 

He was tall and muscular, his build and stance speaking of a lifetime of training in the ways of war, and she found herself wondering how he came to belong here, in this haven. 

“Do you seek sanctuary for the night, Traveler?” His words were formal, but his voice and eyes were warm.

“I…” Kestra hesitated. She knew the city would be more dangerous at night, but the sense of urgency from the Call was growing. “I am seeking someone,” she finished, not sure how much she could tell him.

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-30-2019

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(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 held the envelope out to her and she pulled off her gloves and reached out with a delicate hand to take it from me.

I saw a faint flicker of surprise as she saw the insignia pressed into the wax, then she popped it open and pulled out the letter.

“It says you’re a carpenter?”

“Yes, ma’am. Me da was a carpenter and he taught me a bit and left me his tools. Most I’ve learned on me own, though.” For some reason I felt compelled to be completely honest with her.

She nodded and studied the letter again and I waited, trying not to let on how nervous I was. I wanted this job so bad I could taste it, but letting that show might just bollix up my chances, might make her think I’m nervous because I’ve got something to hide.

She looked up from the letter and began studying me and I wished she’d go back to studying the letter. On the other hand, her assessment was much different than the other woman’s. The other woman – Cecily – she’d been making a judgment based on my appearance, but this woman, she seemed to be making a judgment based on something else entirely.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, November 24, 2019

This follows from last week’s snippet since people seemed to want more of it. (I do have more typed up, but there is more of it somewhere else, I’m sure of it. This past week I found an old external hard drive and as soon as I find a cable that I can use to access it (it has a teeny tiny port) I’ll see what’s on there and hope that “SRish” is one of them.)

A whisper of peace caught her attention and she turned toward it. Sanctuary. A small secluded area near the gates, a shelter for the rare traveler from the Wilds. Gratefully she slipped through its open gates and felt the pressure ease as she stepped into a courtyard, her dark brown eyes taking in her surroundings.

Ahead of her stood a tall stone building. Ornate columns rose on either side of its heavy double doors, and a warm light glowed through the windows. It was just as she remembered it, and yet, it wasn’t. Something felt different. She tried to shake off the feeling, but it persisted. A flowering vine softened the stone with its fragrant embrace and she drew the scent deeply into her lungs, feeling her head swim slightly from the fragrance. She let her breath out slowly and tried to relax, but the strangeness of the place kept her slightly on edge, slightly wary.

“Welcome.”

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-23-2019

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(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.

It suddenly occurred to me that I was a stranger entering private property with no proper introduction, and that I looked a bit rough and bedraggled.

“The woman that was just leaving told me to see myself in,” I said, holding my empty hands out to my sides to show that I was no threat. “I’ve come about the job posting.”

A quick nod was my answer and the soldering iron was laid aside and a gloved hand pushed the goggles up over the scarf.

“Cecily left?”

I nodded, my tongue suddenly tied in a knot – or twelve. The bloke in front of me was no bloke.

“So, how may I help you?”

“I – I’m looking for V.R. Madison.” I fumbled the letter of reference out from inside my coat, relieved that it was still dry.

“I’m V.R. Madison.”

“I’m Daniel McKelvy. I’ve come about the position advertised in today’s paper.”

I held the envelope out to her and she pulled off her gloves and reached out with a delicate hand to take it from me.

 

(I just have to say that I’ve been laughing for weeks at you all thinking that V.R. Madison was a man.)

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, November 17, 2019

I’ve been having trouble deciding what to post for snippets this month. I don’t want to do ones from my NaNoWriMo project because I’m already snipping from it for Rainbow Snippets. So, I started poking around my files looking at WiPs and starts and whatnots and decided to post a start from a different project each week. Most of these won’t have much more (if any) other than what is posted, but it’s kind of fun to drag stuff out and dust off the cobwebs and take a fresh look at it.

This snippet is from a story which is annoying me. Not the story itself, but the knowledge that I have a whole lot more of it written. Somewhere. Maybe someday I’ll learn to name my files better.

 

Kestra crouched on the hill looking down into the city. It had been years since she had been inside its walls and she was in no hurry to go back, yet the pull, the Call, was unmistakable and unrelenting. And she had accepted it, and must go where it led her.

With a sigh she rose and adjusted her leather backpack, then made her way down the hill into the deepening shadows of the valley. 

The hill top was still touched with sunlight as she reached the gates of the city, bracing herself against the onslaught of noise and garish lights and the scents of garbage and too many people. She felt her shields go up as the press of so many minds and souls battered at her and she gripped her staff more tightly, drawing a deep breath and struggling to stay centered.

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-16-2019

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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.

Tearing my gaze away from the future airship, I searched the room for the person I had come to see – or any person for that matter, for the room seemed empty aside from the construct.

A figure swung down from the scaffolding at the stern of the ship and I got my first look at what I hoped would be my future employer: small, slight build, wearing a tan boiler suit and a head scarf and carrying a soldering iron in one hand, the tip still glowing. I couldn’t get a proper look at his face as most of it was covered by goggles, but what I could see was smooth skin and a delicate chin and jaw.

Now, first let me say that I like the ladies, but I like the gents too, perhaps a fair bit more than I do the ladies. And I like the fine boned gents, like the way they feel in my arms and against my body, all delicate but strong too, and what I’d seen so far of V.R. Madison was making my body think things it shouldn’t think about an employer, potential or otherwise.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, November 10, 2019

I’ve been having trouble deciding what to post for snippets this month. I don’t want to do ones from my NaNoWriMo project because I’m already snipping from it for Rainbow Snippets. So, I started poking around my files looking at WiPs and starts and whatnots and decided to post a start from a different project each week. Most of these won’t have much more (if any) other than what is posted, but it’s kind of fun to drag stuff out and dust off the cobwebs and take a fresh look at it.

This week’s excerpt actually has a title associated with it: The Jewel of Elin. (This is very rough and that last sentence is a grammatical nightmare.)

“Well?” Semer’s eyes glittered with avarice. “Give it to me.”

“I don’t have it.”

Avarice was replaced by fury. “Failure is not an option.”

His guards started forward, drawing their weapons.

“I haven’t failed. I just haven’t succeeded yet.” I ignored his guards and turned my attention to Livaren, my chief rival. “It was not where I was told it would be. Maybe if I’d had better information about the gem’s whereabouts you would have your precious bauble.”

“I…” Livaren sputtered, not knowing what to say.

“Poor information is no excuse. You were not to return without the Elin Stone.”

I turned my gaze back to Semer. “The word on the streets is that it is no longer in the Tarums’ mansion. Apparently someone else got it first. Someone who knew where it was. Someone,” I paused, looking back at Livaren, “who perhaps wants it for himself.”

I reached into Livaren’s coat pocket and drew forth the gem I’d been sent to steal: the Jewel of Elin, the largest green diamond ever found, said to be possessed of great power, and great evil.

“I… I didn’t… I don’t know how that got there!” Livaren was sweating, pleading for his life as Semer’s guards advanced on him.

I smiled and turned away as my rival’s blood spilled onto the floor.

He didn’t know how the gem got into his pocket, but I did.

After all, I didn’t say “I didn’t get it” I said, “I didn’t have it.”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 11-9-2019

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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.

It felt good to be out of the rain and into someplace warm, so I spent a moment looking around, not that there was much to see. It was a small room, not much in it but a desk and chair, but it was well lit from numerous lamps, and a small fire glowed in the fireplace.

Taking a deep breath and strengthening my resolve, I knocked on the door the departing woman had pointed to and then opened it and stepped into the warehouse.

I knew from the outside that the building was large, taking up the entire block, but the vastness of the space didn’t really hit me until I was inside, my attention riveted on the scaffolding in the center of the room.  The scaffolding supported a ship and I briefly wondered how it had been moved here from the water or if it had been built here, but then my gaze drifted upward and my breath caught at the sight of the great dirigible hanging above it.

 

 

 

 

 

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