Hello fellow Warriors (and Snippeteers)! :-) Happy October. Hard to believe! :-)
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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live before 9:00 AM Sunday EST. (We check signups and 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: We're back to our main character, Lily, and her dog Jobe, in a holding cell on an alien ship. The alien who abducted her has just begun recruiting prisoners by promising them extra food, better food. Lily did not volunteer, but then the alien pointed at her and told her to come with them. She asked another abductee (from Earth) to hold her dog so he doesn't follow. Last week's snippet ended with this: "This alien bastard has promised to kill him, and if I don’t come back, please take care of Jobe."
We continue from there...
He grabbed Jobe’s collar and gave her a quick nod, fear showing in his eyes as he glanced Dev Areen’s way. Her pup’s whining went straight to her heart when she headed the Bulrager’s direction. Hush, Jobe. Please dear God, don’t let that sicko notice him.With every dread-filled step, her mind spun, concocting a way to get out of this. But all her thinking was in vain; she followed like an animal being led to slaughter.
After a half dozen hallways and as many turns, they finally stopped. Nothing distinguished the door they stood in front of from the others they'd passed, but when it opened, beyond was nothing like the holding cell she'd just left. Easily twice the size, the center was surrounded by a metal wall she guessed to be seven or eight feet high. Bulragers climbed makeshift ladders and ropes to reach seats perched on top of its rust-stained sides.
Is she in a fighting ring??? That's it for this week. What works and what doesn't? I'm grateful for every bit of feedback you share.