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Rainbow Snippet for 3-16-2019

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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’s snippet from a neglected WiP. The boys have been stranded on a deserted street in a winter storm, turned away by a church shelter because they’re gay.  This is unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

 

“Over here, boys.”

It was a woman’s voice, nearly inaudible against the howl of the wind.

Alex looked toward the sound. A rectangle of light spilled from an open doorway silhouetting a figure standing there, motioning for them to come.

“Tommy?”

He shrugged. “We don’t have much choice.”

The woman ushered them through the door, closing it behind them and they breathed a sigh of relief at being out of the wind. 

“My name is Kamrin, but you can call me Kam,” she said, helping them out of their jackets – their fingers were too numb to work the zippers. She hung the jackets on hooks next to the door and they got their first good look at her. Long dark auburn hair flowed down to the small of her back, more or less restrained by a headband set with a clear green stone that matched her eyes. She was maybe five feet tall, soft-bodied, but not fat, and there was an air of confidence and competency about her that was somehow reassuring and unnerving at the same time. 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 3-9-2019

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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.

Picking up from last week’s snippet from a neglected WiP.  It’s unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

 

“Faggots.” 

The door slammed shut only to open again.

“Clear out. If you’re still on the property in thirty seconds I’m calling the cops.”

So much for huddling in the shelter of the doorway, such as it was.

The door slammed again and Alex turned guiding Tommy away from the church. 

“I’m sorry, Tommy. I should have listened to you.”

Tommy shook his head. “No time for that,” he said, his voice raspy as he tried not to cough. Coughing made Alex worry and feel guilty. “What do we do now?”

Alex shook his head. “I don’t know,” he said. “I don’t even know where we are.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 3-2-2019

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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’s snippet from a neglected WiP.  It’s unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

 

“Your kind isn’t welcome here.”

“Our kind?” Even as he spoke his stomach clenched. Tommy hadn’t trusted the bouncer, hadn’t wanted to let him send them out here. Looking back there had been something in his manner that should have alerted him, but they were being thrown out of the bar for being underage and they hadn’t had much choice: let him put them in a cab or spend the night on the street, wet and cold with wind chills in the minus thirties.  

“Faggots.” 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 2-23-2019

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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’s snippet from a neglected WiP.  It’s unedited, so in the words of our fearless leader, “Squint.”

 

“This is it,” he said, trying to keep the doubt out of his voice. “Come on, Tommy.”

The door was locked, but there was a sign that read, “If you are in need of shelter, ring the bell.”

Alex gave Tommy’s hand a squeeze and pushed the button; after what seemed an eternity the door opened and a middle aged man stared at them, his eyes cold.

“Please, sir. We need a place to be out of the weather for the night. The bouncer at Harley’s sent us here.”

The man nodded, his lips pursing. “He called and told me.” His voice was colder than the wind that gusted pellets of ice against them. “Your kind isn’t welcome here.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 2-16-2019

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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 posting from a neglected WiP this week. It doesn’t actually have a title yet, but the characters have names. Actually, I’m not really sure where I’m going with this. This is one of those things that started because I had an opening scene in my head and I had to write it. I’m pretty sure it’s going to end up being urban fantasy, but we shall see.

The cab had smelled of stale cigarettes and staler vomit – and perhaps even staler sex – but it had been warm, a welcome respite from the wind-driven sleet and freezing rain that pelted them now as they stood on the dark street and watched its tail lights fade into the storm.

Alex looked at the paper in his hand, squinting to make out the writing. He could barely read it as the rain splattered against it, blurring the ink.

“Westbrook Church of Heaven’s Gate.” 

He looked up from the scrap of paper to the sign next to the building they were in front of. “Westbrook Church of Heaven’s Gate,” it read. “All welcome.”

“This is it,” he said, trying to keep the doubt out of his voice. “Come on, Tommy.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Who Ya Gonna Call?

Have you ever just been bopping along, doing your own thing, and suddenly one of your novels (or a character) just walks up and slaps you in the face?

That’s what happened to me earlier today.

I was scrolling through Face Book clicked on a link someone had shared and found this article.

My first thought was of Marsden from The Academy of the Accord because that is soooo something he would do.  (If, of course, he was a cop in today’s world, but that’s a minor trifle.)

The part with the hand on the shoulder and “Easy… I’ve got this one, son” is what really made me think of Marsden. That is something he would say and do and the description is spot on too, although he’s not quite that old – at least, not at the start of the series.

So, while it was really cool to come across that, now I want to get back to work on The Academy of the Accord.  That’s not necessarily a bad thing, but Onyx Sun is still supposed to be on the front burner.

I think maybe I need a staff of ghost writers…

 

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Plot Bunny Census #1*

I’m not quite sure how the conversation started, but I think we were comparing how many plot bunnies we had, so I started making a list of books in progress or planning, and it’s… well… Let’s just say I’d better discover the Fountain of Youth or a Philosopher’s Stone.

I thought maybe I should lay my shame out here for all to see.

1) Onyx Sun
2) The 12 (or maybe13) books of the Academy of the Accord series
3) The Other Mages trilogy
4) The Betrayal trilogy (desperately ISO a better name)
5) Sequel to Sanguine
6) Sequel to Onyx Sun
7) A spinoff from Onyx Sun (Soraine)
8) A possible spinoff from Onyx Sun (Jad)
9) Two sequels and a prequel to Song and Sword
10) Lost House
11) Sea Witch
12) Dragon’s Tear
13) Paranormal Picnic
14) Hedge House
15) a nameless novel that involves a Minotaur and a Sasquatch
16) Disturbed Magic (which is going to end up being a trilogy)
17) Benn and Rin (needs a name)
18) Fighting Back (needs a new name)
19) Guardians of the Abyss (probably needs a new name)
20) another novel in need of a new name
21) Rainbow Rescue (in need of a new name)
22) SRish (the name makes sense to me, but, yes, it’s in need of a new name)
23) Vishkaya
24) a Demon and Angel story that started as a flash fiction piece
25) genie in a bottle
26) The Sword and the Shield

That’s something like 45 or 46 novels.

I’m 56.

Do the math.

And that’s not counting a bunch of stuff in my “Plot Bunny bag” or in a file called “story starts.”

Now, in all fairness, some of the above are written, or nearly so.

Onyx Sun, for instance, is in revision and should be out this year.

The Academy of the Accord is an editing nightmare but I’m making headway.

The nameless trilogy (Betrayal) is written and just needs to start the editing process.

Hedge House is mostly done.

The first book of Disturbed Magic is done.

Lost House is… maybe a quarter of the way done?  Maybe a third?

The Minotaur and Sasquatch is done, but needs to be expanded.

The Other Mages is… well… we won’t talk about Book Two, okay? I might make it my next year’s project, or tackle it after I get Onyx Sun released.  Book One is done, and Book Three just needs some massive changing but is mostly done, if I could just figure out what Book Two is doing…

The Sword and the Shield is almost done: just a couple more scenes to write, really.  But it needs a massive editing job. (As in, I need to completely write out one character and find another way to advance a relationship that she was unwittingly (and unwillingly) a part of.)

Most of the rest, however, are a few paragraphs to a few chapters in length.

Hmm…

I wonder what would happen if I wrote a sentence or a paragraph in each one every day?

 

*Someday I’ll add the contents of the plot bunny bag and the “story starts” file to the list.

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The (Plot) Bunny is Growing

I had no idea what I was going to write about for a blog post today. It’s been a very stressful weekend at work and the creative portion of my brain was hiding. (Can’t say I blame it, and I’m tempted to go hide with it.)

But then I read an article that a friend posted and it triggered all sorts of interesting plot bunnies. I don’t know if I’ll actually write anything based on it, but it might be something that I can work into Paranormal Picnic

(Yeah, it’s trying to turn into something other than a short fun story.)

(And, yeah, I’m trying to tell it that I really don’t have time for another WiP.)

(And, yeah, it’s not listening.)

(And, yeah, I’m losing the battle.)

(And, no, I do not have an addiction to parentheses. Why do you ask?)

So, anyhow…

It’s kind of amazing how one little thing can change the whole tone of your day.

(Well, okay, maybe not the whole tone. I am still dreading going to the evil day job this afternoon, so that hasn’t changed.)

Since I’ve mentioned Paranormal Picnic a time or two now, I thought maybe I should give you a snippet of it.

 

“Dad?  What are you doing here?” 

Maya rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stared at the scene outside her door.  Her father stood at the grill, smoke rising from around the meat he was turning and an assortment of people she didn’t know were gathered around the picnic table.

“I’m barbecuing ribs, what’s it look like I’m doing?”

“But…” She took a deep breath and decided to ignore the rest of the scene and focus on him.  “Dad,” she said gently. “You’re dead.”

“I know I am.  That doesn’t mean I can’t cook.”

“Well, yes, actually, it does.” 

“No it doesn’t.  Now bring out some plates and silverware.  Everyone’s eager to meet you but don’t worry, no one bites.  Well, Alfred might, I don’t think he’s fed recently, but it won’t hurt, and, oh, hell, you’re my daughter.” He turned toward the table and raised his voice. “Alfred! No feeding from my daughter.”

An older gentleman, lean and well-dressed, nodded and waved off the comment, not really looking up from the chess game he was involved in.  His opponent, however, looked up and laughed.  She was a short stocky woman with reddish brown hair and almond-shaped amber eyes. 

“Dad? Who are all these people and what are they doing here?”

“Having a picnic.  That’s Alfred and Ginny playing chess.  Ginny brought fried chicken, and potato and macaroni salads, would you get them from the fridge?”

“Right.”

“The two little girls playing tag are Dina and Annie. Dina’s the one with the dark hair.  Oh, and don’t worry, Mariposa is keeping an eye on them.”

She followed his gaze and saw a woman perched in the old oak tree, her clawed feet clutching the branch as easily as any bird.  She waved a wing at her in greeting and turned her attention back to the children.

“A harpie?”

“And the girls are ghosts and Ginny’s a werewolf. Alfred’s a vampire in case you hadn’t figured that out.”

“I’m going back to bed until I wake up,” she muttered. “This can’t be real.”

Juice from the meat dripped down onto the coals, splattering and hissing, and the smoke that rose from it carried a scent that made her stomach rumble.

“On the other hand, maybe I’ll just set the table.  If I’m losing my mind I might as well enjoy it.”

“You’re not losing your mind.  And can you grab me a Pepsi?”

Dead people don’t drink Pepsi, she thought. But then, dead people don’t cook ribs, either.

 

 

 

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Camp Update July 29 2016

What a wild week, writing wise.

When I wrote Monday’s blog post I was 7440 words below par for that day. I am now 1027 words above par for today and am only 2199 words away from 50K. I want to write more tonight (since I probably won’t get much time to write before work today) but I’m falling asleep in my chair and will probably go to bed as soon as I get this posted which is probably going to be around 3:30am.

I finished the minotaur story.  It’s nowhere near novel length, and it seems to want to be part of the SeaWitch universe, but we’ll see. I’ve put it into the “Novels I’m Ignoring” folder (yes, that is its actual name) and will pull it out to revisit it after I finish SeaWitch (which won’t be for quite a while yet, considering that I have (what I hope are) final revisions to Onyx Sun to finish, and the first round editing and revising of the twelve books of The Academy of the Accord series to do (and a concordance/story bible to make for it) and a sequel (or two) to Song and Sword to plot and write. Oh, and a prequel for it too. And more stories in the Onyx Sun universe and a sequel to Sanguine and… *sigh*)

And I still haven’t won that lottery.

So, anyhow, the minotaur story left me 6422 words short of 50K, and still not enough time to look through other WiPs to find something to work on so I started yet another novel.  Much like the minotaur story I had nothing to go on except the opening scene (and in this case a vague world premise as well), so I’m pantsing again, just like I did the minotaur story.  This one is quite a bit more angsty at the moment but I’m still having fun with it. (Well, aside from the fact that none of the characters have names, and neither does anything else.) I might keep this one active to poke at until November.

Or not.  I’m kind of looking forward to a break from writing to work on other crafts.

I’ll still be thinking about writing, but it will be nice to have some balance.

 

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Five Months ’til Christmas!

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The title actually has nothing to do with this blog post.

When I wrote Friday’s blog post I was 7455 words below par.  I’m now 7440 words below par, which isn’t bad considering that I was working every day, kept up with both blog hops, and was too tired to write anything at all last night.  I’ll get a bit more done before I go to work today and then I’m off for two days, so there is still hope.

So, what am I writing now that I’ve tied up a bunch of loose ends for The Academy of the Accord and added stuff to Onyx Sun?  Well…

Being so far behind on word count I really didn’t have time to poke through some works in progress, so I wrote a scene that’s been in my head for half of forever. It involves a Minotaur and an Elf Druidess.  I wrote their meeting and then just let the thing wander where it wanted.

I’m ending up with a wonderfully fun mess that involves the Elf Druidess (who still needs a name, and who may not be a Druid after all), the Minotaur (whose name is Max, courtesy of a friend of mine), and a Sasquatch named Ghillie (after a ghillie suit).

Oh, and there’s a curse.  Which doesn’t affect the Minotaur or the Elf or the Sasquatch. (I’m pretty sure that Ghillie is a guest star for this book only, but you never know.)

(Yes, I’m pretty sure there’s going to be more than one book with the Minotaur and the Elf.)

I have absolutely no idea where this story is going. I’m totally pantsing the whole thing and having a blast with it.

Will I finish it? Yes, eventually.  It’s going to be a back burner project and low priority because it’s a total mess because I’m making it up as I go so it’s jumping back and forth a lot. But someday, when The Academy of the Accord is done, and the rest of the stories in the Song and Sword universe are done, and The Other Mages trilogy is done, and the sequel to Sanguine is done, and the sequel (and a prequel and maybe a side story) for Onyx Sun are done, and I finish a few other things that are patiently waiting for me to get back to them:

Hedge House
Disturbed Magic (which might have to be a trilogy)
The Trilogy That Still Doesn’t Have A Name
Sea Witch
The Lost House
The Sword and the Shield

and a bunch of others.

Yeah, eventually I’ll get back to this mess.

I’m just not going to promise when.

 

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