Hello
fellow Warriors (and Snippeteers). The last post of July! Can you believe it?
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unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday,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. The last sentence posted from this scene was: Her mouth continued to move but no words would come.
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. The last sentence posted from this scene was: Her mouth continued to move but no words would come.
Continuing from there...
Theusand filled the new silence. “Children
are the exception. As a design of an advanced organism, young humans accept change as a survival tool likely because their existence at
that stage is constant change. If they stressed over each change, they might
not survive to adulthood.”
“You are full of…” Her words ceased—nothing
would come; the bastard had cut her off again.
“I have assimilated the knowledge in
your education books.”
Her voice returned, and what he'd assimilated was the least of her thoughts. “How can we have an honest conversation when you
repeatedly slap me with a mental gag order?”
What works and what doesn't? I'm
grateful for every bit of feedback you share.
It's
good to be back. Last week's respite was a trip to the Twilight Zone of
no phone, no internet (thank you, Consolidated Communications) and also
a journey into the strange world the splicer created when he not only left the
job incomplete, but somehow managed to splice our feed wire to the
phone line of our neighbor--who was not happy when he came to tell us that
our calls were going to his house. ~sigh~ Honestly, we did not request
the reroute so he could act as our social secretary.
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
