Weekend Writing Warriors March 1, 2015

"Welcome Warriors.  In light of yet another snowstorm in my part of the world," <--- I wrote that LAST week. I'm getting that weird déja vu sort of feeling.

 The first of MARCH!  We're getting there!!

  The Weekend Writing Warriors teeshirt drive is over. For anyone who ordered, you should recieve email notification if we hit the sweet-spot with enough teeshirt orders to make it finacially viable for Teespring to print them.
        Onward...Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, to go live between noon, Saturday, and 9:00 AM Sunday EST.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 is Chapter 2 from my WIP, ATNS, called "The Hunter"  where we're introduced to the male main character, Kuylrh (trying out this spelling for reaction--I changed it after suggestions made last week). They're preparing for a hunt on a remote world. Abraxum is Kuylrh's "first guard", a royal designation. He is a teacher, mentor, and bodyguard to Kuylrh.

Last week's 8 ended with this,  the final line spoken  by Kuylrh's old guard, Abraxum:
A perfectly-timed, soft whistle off to his left interrupted them. While two bird-like trills sounded, Abraxum nodded at him and said, “They approach.”

We pick up from there:

His old guard moved to the rear, close enough to assist if needed, but far enough to serve notice this was to be the young King's kill.       

Kuylrh tucked in next to a boulder taller than him and three times as wide. Behind him, from positions among various outcroppings and enormous gray-blue rocks, the rest of the guard looked on. The concentration on their faces belied their true task: not to take down an abzion, but--at all costs, to protect the young King.

Above Kuylrh, scrabble hills covered with jingyweeds blurred in the distance, framing a bluestone monolith.  Below, paths twisted and turned among stones and willowy shrubs. 

And high above it all, the Giver's sky hung in all of its azure boundlessness, mute witness to the goings on. Its seeming indifference was of no matter; like all Rialtans, the Divine plan of his life had been set at birth. 
  

           That's it. What works. What doesn't? I'm grateful for every comment you leave. :-) And thanks bunches and bunches for visiting!

Have a great week, all!

Weekend Writing Warriors: February 22, 2015

Welcome Warriors.  In light of yet another snowstorm in my part of the world, I'm focusing on what next Sunday is. The first of MARCH!  We're getting there... I can almost hear the spring peepers singing. :-)

   If you'd like to know about the Weekend Writing Warriors teeshirts,  please see note at the end.
        Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, to go live between noon, Saturday, and 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 is Chapter 2 from my WIP, ATNS, called "The Hunter"  where we're introduced to the male main character, Cuylrh (rhymes with Tyler). They're preparing for a hunt on a remote world. Abraxum is Cuylrh's "first guard", a royal designation. He is a teacher, mentor, and bodyguard to Cuylrh.

Last week's 8 ended with this,  spoken first by Cuylrh, then answered by his old guard, Abraxum:

“Your words carry your displeasure to my ears, most loyal guard. Would you speak what chafes you?”

Abraxum leaned close. “The hunt.”

We pick up from there:

“The hunt? What about this hunt could possibly aggrieve you?”

“No disrespect, m’Lord, but it’s not this hunt I speak of.”

Cuylrh lowered his face again, but this time his cheeks burned hot. Guilt or embarrassment, did it matter? He hated disappointing his old guard. A perfectly-timed, soft whistle off to his left interrupted them. While two bird-like trills sounded, Abraxum nodded at him and said, “They approach.”

 

  

           That's it. What works. What doesn't? I'm grateful for every comment you leave. :-) And thanks bunches and bunches for visiting!
         

If you'd like to order a teeshirt, we're down to 7 days to do it. As before, we're not making any profit on these shirts. We're just trying to give our wonderful, talented, family of writer/participants an opportunity to own a shirt that shows off something really neat. Something we're proud of. We're writers. :-)   Everything is handled through the company that prints the shirts. You choose style and color from available options, they take your information, and the payment doesn't go through unless we meet a minimum number of sales. If they print the shirts, they also ship directly to the buyers. If you'd like to pre-order one, or just see what's available, click HERE!   If you pre-ordered in the last drive, we're sorry, but you'll have to go through the process again.

Have a great week, all!

Weekend Writing Warriors: February 15, 2015

Welcome Warriors.  I hope everyone is warm and safe. Such a large area of the USA has lethal cold right now. 

   If you'd like to know about the Weekend Writing Warriors teeshirts,  please see note at the end.
        Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, to go live between noon, Saturday, and 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 is Chapter 2 from my WIP, ATNS, called "The Hunter"  where we're introduced to the male main character, Cuylrh (rhymes with Tyler). They're preparing for a hunt on a remote world. Abraxum is Cuylrh's "first guard", a royal designation. He is a teacher, mentor, and bodyguard to Cuylrh.

Last week's 8 ended with this,  spoken by the old guard, Abraxum: 

“And do you recall the lessons on working the mind rather than the metal? That the former often serves better than the latter when facing responsibilities?”
We continue from there:

Cuylrh glanced at Abraxum, then looked at the ground while he spoke, “Everyone, you know your positions; get set, now. Abraxum, please stay,” After sheathing their weapons, the guards scattered up over rocks and boulders to their assigned places. Cuylrh continued in a low voice. “Your words carry your displeasure to my ears, most loyal guard. Would you speak what chafes you?”

Abraxum leaned close. “The hunt.”

           Hmmm, the hunt? A curious reaction...  :-)  That's it. What works. What doesn't? I'm grateful for every comment you leave. :-)

          On a personal note, this evening I watched my eight week old granddaughter, Dessie,  while her mom and dad went out for a Valentine's Day dinner. She smiled at me!  Now I'm given toward acting the complete fool to coax smiles out of her.
 
          I'm reposting the teeshirt info for anyone who missed it. 

Teespring, the company that prints the teeshirts operates in an unusual manner. When we launch a teeshirt drive, we have to set a "goal" number of shirts to sell. That number directly affects the price that teespring charges when shirts are sold. The higher the goal number, the lower the offering price. We didn't meet our goal. So, our campaign ended. We had the opportunity to reconfigure our goal number and relaunch the campaign. Unfortunately, by lowering the goal, the price is driven up. Not a lot, but it isn't anything we're in control of. As before, we're not making any profit on these shirts. We're just trying to give our wonderful, talented, family of writer/participants an opportunity to own a shirt that shows off something really neat. Something we're proud of. We're writers. :-)   Everything is handled through the company that prints the shirts. You choose style and color from available options, they take your information, and the payment doesn't go through unless we meet a minimum number of sales. If they print the shirts, they also ship directly to the buyers. If you'd like to pre-order one, or just see what's available, click HERE!   If you pre-ordered in the last drive, we're sorry, but you'll have to go through the process again.

Have a great week, all!

 

Weekend Writing Warriors: February 8, 2015

Welcome Warriors.  If you'd like to know about the Weekend Writing Warriors teeshirts,  please see note at the end.
        Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, to go live between noon, Saturday, and 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 is Chapter 2 from my WIP, ATNS, called "The Hunter"  where we're introduced to the male main character, Cuylrh (rhymes with Tyler).They're preparing for a hunt on a remote world. Abraxum is Cuylrh's "first guard", a royal designation. He is a teacher, mentor, and bodyguard to Cuylrh.

The last sentence last week was spoken by Cuylrh: 

“A well-kept blade will keep a man alive, be it used in defense or for putting food on a  table. "

We continue from there:

Hot wind swayed trees and shook brittle shrubs, drying the sweat on his forehead before it could trickle down his cheeks.     

His old guard, dressed in the same leathers, holding a sword even larger than his own, nodded in return. “Wise words, m’Lord, but there are times when a sword is a poor choice for either.”

The air grew soundless, save for the wind rattling by. “There are always exceptions, as you well know, Abraxum. You’ve counseled me on such matters.”

The old guard’s tone remained flat when he said, “And do you recall the lessons on working the mind rather than the metal? That the former often serves better than the latter when facing responsibilities?”

 (Sorry for the font changes. Blogger is being wonky tonight)

That's it. What works. What doesn't? I'm grateful for every comment you leave. :-)

Teespring, the company that prints the teeshirts operates in an unusual manner. When we launch a teeshirt drive, we have to set a "goal" number of shirts to sell. That number directly affects the price that teespring charges when shirts are sold. The higher the goal number, the lower the offering price. We didn't meet our goal. So, our campaign ended. We had the opportunity to reconfigure our goal number and relaunch the campaign. Unfortuantely, by lowering the goal, the price is driven up. Not a lot, but it isn't anything we're in control of. As before, we're not making any profit on these shirts. We're just trying to give our wonderful, talented, family of writer/particpants an opportunity to own a shirt that shows off something really neat. Something we're proud of. We're writers. :-)   Everything is handled through the company that prints the shirts. You choose style and color from available options, they take your information, and the payment doesn't go through unless we meet a minimum number of sales. If they print the shirts, they also ship directly to the buyers. If you'd like to pre-order one, or just see what's avaialble, click HERE!   If you preordered in the last drive, we're sorry, but you'll have to go through the process again.

Have a great week, all!