Weekend Writing Warriors: Sporulators 1

            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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished (we like it all) on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM each Sunday.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). 

 

The snippet:

 

        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.  

 

 

Weekend Writing Warriors April 15, 2018

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 Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. 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 with Theusand. He's not a slaver--and he saved Lily, sort of.  He's Dhor'en; they communicate mind to mind. 
            Lily thought she'd gotten away from the slavers, but Dev Areen (in charge of slaves) has appeared before them and Theusand and the Bulrager are having a tense exchange.

Last week's snippet ended with: "The Sand's anger washed Lily again. Her legs shook so hard they barely held her.”  
Please forgive wonky punctuation--to stay within guidelines. 
This week's excerpt. The Sand speaks first:

“Standing? You dare question my authority? I am Theusand Dhor. And Lily of Earth is of the I-tellekt.” He looked the poor Captain in the eye; the man appeared to shrink away from the contact. 
Lily had been there before, unable to pull her own gaze away;  she understood.

Theusand said, “Welcome to Lily’s mind.”

Just like that, the two men crowded her thoughts.  The Sand words were a silent command. “Lily, tell the Captain what Dev Areen did to you.”

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

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.

Weekend Writing Warriors October 1, 2017

   
            First Page Review info first.  The wewriwa linky list is once again hosting the "First Page Review" blog hop. It runs from the 1st of October through the 31st. If you missed the deadline to sign the linky list (last night at midnight), we can still add you. We'll need your information to sign you up.  
          The idea is simple--you post your first page or so--up to a thousand words. It's good promo if you've got something published that you'd like to get readers' eyes on. Or, if you share something unpublished, you get some feedback, and find out if readers would turn the page and continue reading.  Sign up here The First Page Review .
On to this week's wewriwa.
            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. 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 has become more of a debate and he always wins--by willing her into silence. in Lily's POV, the last sentence last week was spoken by him. "“God is a concept best left for another walk, another talk.”

She mumbled through gritted teeth, “I can hardly wait to not have that conversation.”

He started walking again. When she turned and trailed behind  him, she wondered if he had summoned her like she was his dog, or if she’d automatically done it—for lack of anywhere else to go.

They passed through an area that was in stark contrast to the Sand’s quarters and the slaves’ holding cells. Instead of confined spaces, open rooms stood at opposite corners where long hallways intersected. A man who’d been at a table looking at an illuminated screen stood and hurried toward them. He bowed his head, and his eyes remained downcast when he said, “You honor us with your presence, Lord Sand. Thank you for coming so soon.”

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

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.