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Sunday, August 26, 2018

Weekend Writing Warriors August 26, 2018


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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM Sunday, EST.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 "The Sands of Dhor".  Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is in a room on the ship with a portal she can see the outside through. She's recalling Earth's alien invasion. Last week's snippet ended with:
And that had to be done not by soldiers, but by housewives and teachers, mill workers, grocery store clerks...moms, dads, and grandparents, fighting for our lives."
          This week's snippet continues from there:
 
Even if we’d found a reliable way to make kill shots through their armor, that helix weapon they used was unbeatable. It was some kind of directed energy, and nothing, nothing at all could defend against it.

Tears ran down her face. Maybe if we’d gone nuclear on them? But we’d waited, fearing detonation on our own soil. Then we’d waited until it was too late, and instead of self-destruction, they destroyed us.

Behind Lily, the door opened. She didn’t turn to see who it was. It could have been any of the Chays or the Sand. Thoughts were silent.  Clawed hands came from behind, resting on her shoulders.


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

15 comments:

  1. Clawed hands? Whoa! Wonderful set-up for chaos and life saving.

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  2. clawed hands doesn't sound too reassuring.

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  3. Enjoyed the excerpt, more of her musings and then the startling moment of the clawed hands!

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  4. That's a great way to bring us back into her current reality. Poignant and creepy.

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  5. *shudder* ...clawed hands... *shudder*

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  6. That last line is great. The claws make you think it means her harm, but then you begin to think it's a reassuring touch.

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  7. Yikes! And in such a vulnerable moment too. I *think* the hands feel friendly though, clawed or not!

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  8. *Gulp* Clawed hands, that's scary! Gret job of showing her contemplating the invsion of Earth - and it's a good point, by worrying about self-destruction, they brought it about themselves by waiting too long.

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  9. Whoa! The clawed hands on her shoulders almost made me jump! Nicely written snippet, Teresa!

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  10. That's a nice cliff hanger to leave us with.

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  11. I have to wonder who the clawed hands belongs to. :) Friend or foe? Hoping friend. Or at least someone who wants to comfort her.

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  12. That's the problem with facing a superior force--you have to use everything you've got! The clawed hands sound a bit scary, but there's no reason they *have* to be an enemy... Intriguing end!

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  13. Okay, you got all us freaking out over the clawed hands. Great place to end this snippet. Her anguished musing over what happened touched me. I can see it all happening. Fear of using nukes until it's too late anyway. Wow. This story really grabs me.

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