Weekend Writing Warriors Sept. 3, 2017

     Happy September, all!

            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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST.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". I've skipped ahead a couple of paras. Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is following Theusand. He's not a slaver.  He's Dhor'en; they communicate mind to mind. 
            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.  Their conversation is stuck on Earth's college level health class. The first sentence this week is spoken by Theusand:  

“Of course I do not, but perhaps you needed to hear yourself say it. When your angry words fly, your mind loses any sense of logic it may have had.  Let me begin again. I have studied your Health 101 memories.”

“For Christ’s sake, you’ve driven that point home quite well. I know you know all about our freshman health class.”

He nodded at her. His words were full of that oh-so-infuriating calm when he said, “I do, indeed.  Do you recall learning about stasis?”

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

Weekend Writing Warriors August 27, 2017

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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST.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'd not a slaver.  He's Dhor'en; they communicate mind to mind. 
            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.  He has just accused her of being irrational.   She accused him of causing her irrationality. Then he did a very human thing--laughed, and it has begun to thaw her heart. The last sentence posted last week was spoken by Theusand: “There are worse things I could cause you to do.”

Continuing from there...

"Yeah. And I bet before you get me back to Earth, I’ll have experienced all of them.”

His voice went back to cool and even, his smile and his laughter gone. “As I said, I have assimilated the content of your books of learning. “

“When? Wait. How...why did you do that?” 

“None of that is necessary to complete this conversation. 'Higher education’ as your people refer to it, specifically health--have you studied health?”

 That last question sounds like bait to me. What an emotional rollercoaster ride he is, huh? She just gets a little soft spot for him, and then he turns back on the arrogance, full force. Or is there another reason his mirth vanished?

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

The following photo shows where I was last week. We drove south several states to see totality. Very cool...

Weekend Writing Warriors August 6, 2017

Hello fellow Warriors (and Snippeteers). Welcome to August. Yikes!

  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.  The last sentence posted last week was spoken by Lily: “How can we have an honest conversation when you repeatedly slap me with a mental gag order?”

Continuing from there...

“A mental gag order… Oh, I see.” His smirk came through unhampered. “We would never finish a conversation if I allowed your irrationality to proceed.”

“You know, at home, on Earth, I’m not known as an irrational person. In fact, people respect my logic, my intelligence, and my ability to be calm in the face of the worst storm. Could it be that you are the cause of my newfound irrationality’?”

He did something she’d never witnessed him do, something so human it softened her heart. He laughed out loud. Then he said, “There are worse things I could cause you to do.”

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

  Is anyone in the path of eclipse  totality--or driving to see it? :-)

  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

Weekend Writing Warriors: July 30, 2017

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.

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

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