Weekend Writing Warriors January 28, 2018

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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST.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.  
                 This week's snippet is from a scifi short story working title: "Sporulators". Luke Eastwold, the pilot, speaks first here, talking to Lars, the agronomist.

Here we go...

“What do you think? With the far-rings settlements given up on thirty years ago, ships passing close enough to catch comm signals have been scarce. Still, don’t you think they’d have a loop transmitting? I don’t think anyone’s home. ”

Lars furrowed his brow. “Minimal communication has been the expected, and that causes little concern for the Department of Ethical and Sustainable Agriculture...”

Luke cut him off. “Minimal? That,  I could understand, but according to my flight contract with DESA, communication has been nonexistent.”

“We’re sure there’s a good reason for it.”  

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

Weekend Writing Warriors Januarly 21, 2018

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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST.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.  
                 This week's snippet is from a scifi short story working title: "Sporulators".

Here we go...

There could be a lot of reasons why planet Greenleyone was silent, and Captain Lukarhiah Eastwold suspected  none of them were good.  He tried to keep the impatience out of his voice when he asked, “Lars, did you find out anything? Any communication noted by passing craft?”

The pudgy man looked away from his thinker screen, pushed his glasses up on his nose, then glanced Luke’s way. “Nothing yet, but I’m still searching the manifests and logs of the most recent ships that passed by.  You know, Eastwold, it’s not uncommon for distant settlement worlds to go silent for extended lengths of time. They do have things to do other than chatting up passing craft.”

“Because you know so much about the backwaters of space, right?” Luke had hauled a lot of different types around this godforsaken part of the universe, but this guy, ‘Chief Agronomist’  Lars Stinson, was a real piece of work.  His PhD had to be in Arrogance.

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