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A collection of snippets of the books I write and, occasionally, my life and the things that inspire my writing...

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Weekend Writing Warriors July 9, 2017

Hello fellow Warriors (and Snippeteers)! 


  It's time for snips and bits of amazing tales by talented writers! Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. (We check signups to remove links when we don't find a wewriwa post--to save our participants from clicking on empty links--so please have it live by 9:00 Sunday morning--eastern USA). Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good. 
             Snippet Sunday group from facebook--not us, but many of our participants do both, can be found HERE
               
  This week's snippet is from "The Sands of Dhor". Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is following Theusand--he's a different kind of alien. They've left the section of the ship where he and his Chays (monks) are quartered. It's the first time she's left that deck since Lord Sand rescued her from the slave fight ring in the belly of the ship.  They are having a discussion and the topic has turned to humans and a weakness.
 

Here we go...
"Most humans suffer irreparably when change is thrust at them; it is actually rare for one to thrive when its life's circumstances shift.”
 “Its?" The thought of kicking him right in the shins flashed through her mind; she didn't act on it, though. Somehow it was enough that she knew that he knew that she knew...  
Living with a mind-reader had its inherent curiosities, and this was a shining example. That he-knew-she-knew vicious shit-of-a-circle could repeat itself for eternity.  "Please enlighten me then, since you're such an expert on human beings.  Before you start, let me say that I think you're wrong. For example, children—“ Her mouth continued to move, but no words would come. 

Yeah...living with a mind-reader would present serious challenges.
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  What works and what doesn't? I'm grateful for every bit of feedback you share.

  A short note about sidebar promos.  :-) Sidebar promos on wewriwa.com spots are available at no cost as a perk of regularly participating in Weekend Writing Warriors. If you're interested, all we need is an email from you that includes the link to the Amazon page of the book you'd like to see on our sidebar. Our email address is: wewriwa at yahoo dot com

Sunday, July 2, 2017

Weekend Writing Warriors July 2, 2017

Hello fellow Warriors (and Snippeteers)!  Happy Independence Day weekend if you are in the USA. Happy Canada Day weekend to our Canadian author friends.


  It's time for snips and bits of amazing tales by talented writers! Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. (We check signups to remove links when we don't find a wewriwa post--to save our participants from clicking on empty links--so please have it live by 9:00 Sunday morning--eastern USA). Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good. 
             Snippet Sunday group from facebook--not us, but many of our participants do both, can be found HERE
               
  This week's snippet is from "The Sands of Dhor". Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is following Theusand--he's a different kind of alien. They've left the section of the ship where he and his Chays (monks) are quartered. It's the first time she's left that deck since Lord Sand rescued her from the slave fight ring in the belly of the ship.  The last lines last week were spoken by Lily: "
So, tell me--in case I missed it--why do I care about these people? About any of this?”  

Here we go...

He closed his eyes. No sound came when his lips moved. Was he counting? His voice was soft...too soft when he finally spoke. “Humans assimilate information differently than Dhors, Chays, or even the lowly Bulragers."
Her fists relaxed, opening, and the tightness in her jaw released. 
"There are many, many species among the stars, countless, perhaps, but your kind is unique in myriad ways; not all of them are beneficial.His words dripped with sweetness. 
The fight inside her that had boiled to the surface mere moments before vanished.  But a little voice at the edge of her thoughts warned her she was every bit as mesmerized as he'd intended.

  What works and what doesn't? I'm grateful for every bit of feedback you share.

  A short note about sidebar promos.  :-) Sidebar promos on wewriwa.com spots are available at no cost as a perk of regularly participating in Weekend Writing Warriors. If you're interested, all we need is an email from you that includes the link to the Amazon page of the book you'd like to see on our sidebar. Our email address is: wewriwa at yahoo dot com

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Weekend Writing Warriors June 25, 2017

Hello fellow Warriors (and Snippeteers)!  The last wewriwa post of June! Time is truly flying by.


  It's time for snips and bits of amazing tales by talented writers! Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. (We check signups to remove links when we don't find a wewriwa post--to save our participants from clicking on empty links--so please have it live by 9:00 Sunday morning--eastern USA). Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good. 
  Snippet Sunday group from facebook--not us, but many of our participants do both, can be found HERE
               
  This week's snippet is from "The Sands of Dhor". Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is following Theusand--he's a different kind of alien. They've left the section of the ship where he and his Chays (monks) are quartered. It's the first time she's left that deck since Lord Sand rescued her from the slave fight ring in the belly of the ship.  The last line last week was spoken by Theusand: "As I said, they are good people. They are—."  

Here we go...



“What are they?” she spat, giving him a dose of being cut off mid-sentence.
“If you would let me finish.”
“I don’t want to hear what they do or what they’re like. I am asking what they are, like I am a human and you’re a Dhor...so…what are they?”
She'd expected him to be angry at the way she'd intentionally disrespected him, but he sounded oddly detached when he said, “I understand your question now. They are  Shalks from the world of Shalkey, in the same space-time neighborhood as TeBrig.”  
“Right. So, tell me--in case I missed it--why do I care about these people? About any of this?”



  What works and what doesn't? I'm grateful for every bit of feedback you share.

  A short note about sidebar promos.  :-) Sidebar promos on wewriwa.com spots are available at no cost as a perk of regularly participating in Weekend Writing Warriors. If you're interested, all we need is an email from you that includes the link to the Amazon page of the book you'd like to see on our sidebar. Our email address is: wewriwa at yahoo dot com