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Sunday Snippet, July 14, 2019

My Camp NaNoWriMo project this month is yet another attempt to get a handle on Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy. (Yes, I know I’ve tried to finish this in other Camp sessions, but this time I’ve had an “ah-ha!” moment on how to fix a plot issue so I actually have hope…

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath. D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.

This follows from last week.

“Potential?” D’Laron was startled. “I’ve never felt it from her.”

“It’s there,” Trebor said. “Along with a lot of other things.”

D’Laron raised an eyebrow. “Other things?”

Trebor sighed. “I …” He closed his eyes and when he opened them again there was a dark haunted look in them. 

D’Laron took a deep breath, somehow suddenly not wanting to hear the “other things.”

“She’s… wounded.”

“Like you were,” D’Laron said softly.

Trebor nodded, swallowing hard. “I want to meet her.”

D’Laron hesitated. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“No.” Trebor flashed him a grin. “But I think I need to.”

D’Laron studied him for a long moment, knowing that Trebor’s grin hid a long history of hurts and fears. At last he nodded slowly. “She’s in my afternoon class. Feel free to sit in.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-13-2019

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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.

My Camp NaNoWriMo project this month is yet another attempt to get a handle on Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy. (Yes, I know I’ve tried to finish this in other Camp sessions, but this time I’ve had an “ah-ha!” moment on how to fix a plot issue so I actually have hope…

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath. D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer. Luthen is… Well, an Elder in their tradition, and a mentor, especially to Trebor. Katheri is also an Empath, and Trebor and D’Laron are her Sajen – her trainers/mentors.

This follows from last week.

“Katheri!” Luthen lifted her in his arms and swung her in a circle. “Are you keeping these two in line?”

“I try,” she said. “D’Laron is easy, but Trebor…”

Luthen laughed. “I should have warned you about him.” He let her go and embraced Trebor. “It is good to see you again.”

“And you as well. I’ve been looking forward to it ever since Rajde brought me your note. How is everyone?”

“They are well, and send greetings. And gifts, but we’ll get to that later. For now, I need you to step outside for a moment.” He nodded toward the kitchen door and Trebor frowned. 

“I’m being kicked out of my own home?” he asked.

“Go on,” Luthen said. “It’s just for a few minutes.”

A quick scan of Luthen’s emotions reinforced the impression of barely controlled excitement and Trebor grabbed his cloak and wrapped it over his shoulders before stepping out into the frigid winter night.

Drawing in a deep breath of the crisp air, he took a few steps away from the house and looked up at the sky just as snow started to fall, and suddenly found himself tackled to the ground.

(Rajde is Luthen’s familiar and takes the form of a raven.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, July 7, 2019

My Camp NaNoWriMo project this month is yet another attempt to get a handle on Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy. (Yes, I know I’ve tried to finish this in other Camp sessions, but this time I’ve had an “ah-ha!” moment on how to fix a plot issue so I actually have hope…

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath. D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.

“All right, out with it.”

“Nice to see you too, Trebor. How was your day? Mine? Oh, about normal.” He looked up and smiled as Trebor waved off the sarcasm. “Out with what?”

“With whatever it is that’s been on your mind lately.” Trebor closed the door and sat down, his blue eyes darkening as he grew serious. “Something’s been gnawing at you. I can’t help if you won’t let me.”

D’Laron smiled and sighed, leaning back in his chair. He could feel Trebor’s concern and he let it wash over him for a moment. “It’s not anything serious,” he assured him. “Here.” He sorted through the papers on his desk and pulled out an essay. “Her name is Katheri, and she’s in my Introduction to Philosophy class. There’s something about her…”

Trebor took the paper and read it. “Quite insightful for a first year student,” he said. Then he frowned and shifted his focus, closing his eyes as he opened up…  He gave a low whistle and handed the paper back to D’Laron. “You didn’t tell me she had Potential.”

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-6-2019

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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.

My Camp NaNoWriMo project this month is yet another attempt to get a handle on Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy. (Yes, I know I’ve tried to finish this in other Camp sessions, but this time I’ve had an “ah-ha!” moment on how to fix a plot issue so I actually have hope…

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath. D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer. Luthen is… Well, an Elder in their tradition, and a mentor, especially to Trebor. Katheri is also an Empath, and Trebor and D’Laron are her Sajen – her trainers/mentors.

 

Both of Trebor’s hands were full when the knock came. “Luthen,” he said. “And he’s really feeling overly pleased with himself.”

D’Laron chuckled. “I’ll let him in.” He was already on his way down the hall to the front door when he spoke.

Luthen came in with a burst of cold air and rush of joy and laughter as he and D’Laron greeted each other.

“What are you planning?” D’Laron murmured as he embraced him.

“Oh, no, little brother. If I tell you, Trebor will know and it’s a surprise for him.”

“Katheri!” Luthen lifted her in his arms and swung her in a circle. “Are you keeping these two in line?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, June 16, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Picking up from last week, with Jacob and Cara discussing the plans for the day.

Cara shook her head. “Did he… leave a note? Do they know why?” She swallowed hard. “It’s because I said I was going to report him to the Bar, isn’t it?”

“I don’t think so. I do know that whatever made him do it, it’s not your fault. You didn’t push him to it, you didn’t tie the knot and put the rope around his neck.”

“But–”

“No ‘buts,’” Jacob said firmly. “There is such a thing as personal responsibility, and the responsibility in this case rested firmly and squarely with Henry Rupert.”  His tone softened. “I know that sounds harsh, but I want you to be clear that it was not your fault, that your actions and words had no bearing on what happened.”

She nodded slowly. She could accept that she wasn’t to blame, but something made her believe that something had happened to make him do it, and that it was somehow related to her…

“Is it because I wanted to compare the documents? He knew there would be discrepancies.”

Jacob hesitated for a moment. “Yes and no,” he said. “He knew there would be discrepancies and he knew what they were, but he wasn’t the only one who knew.”

She looked at him for a moment, puzzled.

“Jonas.” She barely breathed the name, but Jacob nodded.

 

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 6-15-2019

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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.

Picking up from last week. Remember, this is a rough draft so squint. Wearing rose colored glasses may help too.

 

Alex and Tommy slowly relaxed as they ate dinner. Somehow, in some strange way, there was an odd sensation of being at a family table, even though neither Kamrin nor Brandon seemed old enough to be their parents.

“You are staying tonight, Bran,” Kamrin said as she cleared the dishes. “I have lots of room and lots of food and there’s no sense risking your neck out on those roads tonight.”

“You don’t have to twist my arm,” he said, laughing. “I was planning on crashing here tonight. Stopping by to warn you about crab ass was just an excuse.”

Kamrin rolled her eyes. “Like you need an excuse. And watch your language. We have young ones in the house.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, June 9, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Picking up from last week, with Jacob and Cara discussing the plans for the day.

She sighed. “The viewing this evening. And before then a visit to the Registrar of Wills, and, depending on what I learn there, a visit to Henry Rupert and maybe a phone call to the Bar Association.” 

Jacob shook his head, his expression serious.

“What?”

“No visit to Henry Rupert.”

“Why not?”

“He’s dead.”

“What?”

“Hung himself. They found him last night.”

Cara stared at him, shocked, her mind numb as she tried to process what he’d said.

“But…?”

“I know,” Jacob said softly. “Suicide is always a shock.”

Cara shook her head. “Did he… leave a note? Do they know why?” She swallowed hard. “It’s because I said I was going to report him to the Bar, isn’t it?”

 

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 6-8-2019

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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.

Skipping a few lines from last week. Remember, this is a rough draft so squint. Wearing rose colored glasses may help too.

They were still mulling that over when Bran entered the kitchen. They tensed up when he came in, but he smiled as he sat down.

“I don’t bite,” he assured them.

They turned to Kamrin and she smiled.

“He’s right. He doesn’t bite. Usually.” She put a hand on his shoulder as she put a cup of coffee in front of him. “Boys, this is Brandon Cormack. Bran, meet Alex and Tommy.”

“Nice to meet you, boys.”  Brandon helped himself to a plateful of spaghetti. “Someone pass the Parmesan, please?”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, June 2, 2019

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Picking up from last week.

Picking up from last week’s snippet. Cara and Jacob are having breakfast and she said she’d had a weird dream of sorts.

 

“Weird dream of sorts?”

“Well, it wasn’t a dream like normal dreams. Just… I dreamed that Harry was growling at something, all bristled up, back arched, ears flat. Nothing else, just that.”

Jacob nodded. “I’ll have to have a talk with her later, see what she was growling at.”

Cara stared at him, fork halfway to her mouth, trying to decide if he was serious or not. At last she just shook her head and changed the subject. “How did you sleep?”

“With my eyes closed.” He added syrup to the breakfast casserole. “What are the plans for the day?”

She sighed. “The viewing this evening. And before then a visit to the Registrar of Wills, and, depending on what I learn there, a visit to Henry Rupert and maybe a phone call to the Bar Association.” 

Jacob shook his head, his expression serious.

 

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 6-1-2019

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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.

Picking up from last week.

Bran sighed. “You’re risking too much, Kunda,” he said softly.

“I’m risking nothing. Certainly not anything worth more than their lives. Now hang up your coat and come have some spaghetti and meet my new friends.”

“Let me go change first.”

She nodded. “Probably not a bad idea. I’ll start a new pot of coffee.”

 

“Are we causing trouble for you?”

Alex’s voice was anxious and she smiled.

“Not at all. You have the right to be here. I have the right to have you here.” Green eyes sparkled with mirth. “The Rev’s been having fits ever since I bought the property and started fixing it up.”

 

 

 

 

 

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