Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors
Weekend Writing Warriors is where we share snips and bits of amazing tales by talented authors and writers. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished (we like it all) on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM each Sunday. Then we visit each other and read and 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, is HERE
This week's snippet is from a short story, 'Sporulators', more dystopian/scifi, than anything I've written to date It falls nowhere in a romance genre. Shocking, huh? ( <--Tongue-in-cheek-sort-of).
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 said, “Lars, did you find out anything yet? 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 said. He'd hauled a lot of different types around this godforsaken part of the universe, but this guy, ‘Chief Agronomist’ Lars Stinson, was proving to be a truly special piece of work.
That's it for this week. Thanks for visiting! I am truly grateful for comments, suggestions, and for you taking the time to read it.