Weekend Writing Warriors January 20, 2019

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors

   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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. 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 my WIP, "The Sands of Dhor".  Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is with Theusand--who seems to have rescued her from the slavers. His race can communicate mind to mind.  He is taking her to the "Dominion" he is from. Theusand has been eavesdropping on Lily's conversation with a woman named Leese, and just heard her say that there is no romance between her and him.  Leese speaks first. Creative punctuation ahead.  

 

Leese made a clucking noise. "I’m not one to see something that does not exist. Search your heart.”

Lily’s thoughts were silent; she was cold. His learning opportunity was being thwarted by her discomfort. 

Finally she started to mull over Leese’s words. He sensed her waver—which wasn't unexpected considering how prone she was to leaning toward perceived, shifting gravity. In a better moment, she may have professed undying affection for him, or at least close to it. Ah well… in time he was sure she would. He would make her his.

His "learning opportunity" is a creative way to look at eavesdropping, huh? That's it for this week.  All opinions greatly appreciated. :-) Thank you so much for visiting and for commenting!

Weekend Writing Warriors January 13, 2019

           Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors

   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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. 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 my WIP, "The Sands of Dhor".  Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is with Theusand--who seems to have rescued her from the slavers. His race can communicate mind to mind.  He is taking her to the "Dominion" he is from. Theusand has been eavesdropping on Lily's conversation and just heard her say that there is no romance between her and Theusand.  Creative punctuation ahead.  

 

He closed his eyes and inhaled long and deep. Archlynn’s words from years ago when the elder Chay was training him wended through his memories. “If you seek disappointment, stop and listen around a corner from where others speak of you.”  Foul words came to mind:  Damn it. Awe hell. He’d heard each one come out of Lily’s mouth. Right now, either fit how he was feeling.

  That's it for this week.  All opinions greatly appreciated. :-) Thank you so much for visiting and for commenting!

Weekend Writing Warriors January 6, 2019

           Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors

  Happy 2019! Do you have goals in mind? I wonder how many writers have resolutions that involve writing.

 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 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. 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 my WIP, "The Sands of Dhor".  Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is with Theusand--who seems to have rescued her from the slavers. His race can communicate mind to mind.  He is taking her to the "Donminion" he is from. Theusand has just taken a bath (a luxury for space-faring races who luck into an on-world stop) and he's gone to find Lily. She's with a woman, Leese, who's an old friend...maybe more. (hint:family). Creative punctuation ahead. 

         
 

He slid on the slippers next to the tub then he wrapped the thin, ankle-length drying-cloth around his waist. Last, he threw a knitted shawl over his shoulders. Following the direction of the two women’s voices, he soon enough was outside the chamber they occupied. He stopped just out of sight to absorb their good-natured chatter.

Leese's voice cooed, “A nice pair, you and Theusand are. Did you ever imagine you would meet Lord Sand and that he would take you to his heart?”

There was silence, so long that he started to feel uncomfortable—and they didn’t even know he was listening since he’d carefully guarded his thoughts so neither would sense him near.

Lily’s answer cut deep. “Theusand, me? Probably not two names meant to be uttered in the same breath.”

  That's it for this week.  All opinions greatly appreciated. :-) Thank you so much for visiting and for commenting!

Weekend Writing Warriors October 28, 2018

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors!

Happy end of October! And if you celebrate it, I hope you have a fabulous Halloween.

 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 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. 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 with Theusand--who seems to have rescued her from the slavers. His race can communicate mind to mind.  Creative punctuation ahead.  Last week's snippet ended with: "When his arms came around her and pulled her close, she leaned back against him."

          This week's snippet continues from there:
 

A little voice in the back of her mind, the voice of human reason, told her to tell him to stop, to go away, but she was weak.

His voice purred, "Tomorrow we will dock at a waystation then you and I will visit the near world. There we will enjoy the comfort of things not available on a ship or a station."

When she answered, even to her own ears, she sounded like she was coming onto him. "Things like what, Theusand?"

He leaned close, his breath warm in her ear as he whispered, "Fresh food, soap, water--lots and lots of water. A sweet drink that relaxes the mind, and a large, soft bed."

She was responding to the word "bed" rolling off his tongue. She should stop it, but her mind was someplace it had never been. God forgiver her; she liked it there.

  That's it for this week.  All opinions greatly appreciated. :-) Thank you so much for visiting and for commenting!