For today’s WIPpet, I’m drifting over to Singer of the Swan Song to introduce you to Atyr, one of the “big three” players in the series as well as Ytramli, who is actually one of my favorite characters in the series, despite his “minor” role (and we all know how these minor characters tend to take on worlds of their own–Ytramli was taking over stories long before ‘Listii and Vissellii were).
Included here for my WIPpet math are 26 sentences from what is the 3rd section of the draft. Why the 3rd, you ask? Well it’s the 6th month; the numbers in the year 2013 add up to 6; 12 was just too much, imho, and 6 didn’t take both parts into account, but dividing one out did… thus 3 or the 3rd section.
Now how is that for some convoluted math?
Her aches, she realized, were not from a beating. Surely it was well past the time for her to have received one. She remembered too well her poor behavior of earlier.
Another person spoke, this time with the voice of her servant Shenta: “I understand, Ytramli but it is not our place to correct the Sieress. Or the Temple Mothers. Now put those away. The Singer has assured me that the girl won’t suffer worse than she deserves–”
“Deserves, Mother?” The voice was very different from any that Atyriia had ever heard before, a depth to it that did not fade even in the heightened pitch of the speaker’s clear distress. “Deserves? She deserves to be beaten for speaking? For touching the door to her room? You know what Father says about the Singers and what they do to girls, Mother. He calls their behavior an affront to the Bright Star.”
Atyriia didn’t dare open her eyes. She had already done so much wrong–to look into the face of a stranger, to acknowledge someone new without the guidance of the fortress Singer… No more punishment than she would deserve was a very generous thought, but she knew what she deserved. Death would be the best thing to stop the willful shell she held for the High Mother since it clearly could not be trained to the expectations of the Bright and Her Faithful. Better death than further disgrace.
“That will be quite enough, Ytramli. What your father and his heathen fellows believe means nothing here to her or anyone else in the fortress. The Temple Mother ruled that Atyriia should not have contact with things that have not been given a special ritual cleansing or preparation blessing. It’s not your place or mine to correct the Temple Edicts.” There was a movement, a leisurely swish of fabric that suggested the movement of the woman as Shenta walked, though Atyriia still did not dare look to see if the distant edge to the woman’s voice meant that the two were leaving. “Now begone with your foolishness, child. I have work that must be done, and this chatter of yours is not letting me any peace to do it in.“
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Not a ROW80 Check-In
We’re on break between Round(s) of Words in 80 Days, so there is no check-in today. I do have a change of plans to announce, however. Inspired by reading I did yesterday and my own heart’s tug (so to speak), I will be moving this blog to something along the lines of a “Slow Blog” format. I need to write my manifesto (a project for this summer), and I still need to see how my changes work in the ROW80 format of two check-ins per week.
You see, if it wasn’t for the ROW80, I’d be posting only once or twice a month. I’ve always felt that way, but I tried to adjust my inner nature to suit the format of a project that in many, many other ways I find incredibly helpful and inspiring. However… this one part just doesn’t work for me. Most non-fiction writing stresses me out (including post lik this one). They slow my fiction writing down to a stagger and crawl until I need the force of a challenge like a NaNoWriMo to force me to spew words onto a page.
Thing is, I don’t know many–if any–, people who can maintain a Writing Month pace month after month, day after day, are rare beasts. Life has a habit of interfering; editing needs to be done (and sometimes isn’t thoroughly enough)….
So, I’m reducing my blogging schedule to better suit my needs and nature.
- I enjoy the Friday Photo blogs, but after this excursion to England is over, I will be shifting that to a “First Friday Photo” piece, making it a once a month feature.
- Wednesdays will pretty much stay the same. I love participating in the WIPpet posts, and as many WIPpeteers seem to be ROW80 members, it makes sense to keep my posts combined for the two projects. (I think… feel free to offer other opinions in the comments; I would appreciate some input.)
- Sunday posts will be going away. I will, instead, make a check-in via Facebook/Twitter (I have them linked, though that is starting to seem like a problem). Just a few words…
So that will be it…. one post a week every week, and one extra photoblog post each month. I want to get these stories into a format for publication, and I want to give more time and energy to enjoying other people’s blogs instead of feeling I need to race off to post my own. The racing isn’t me. The posting isn’t me.
This format is closer to me. With it, I intend to honor both the intention of the ROW80 and my own needs better. Because life is compromise and negotiation… and finding what works.
Stay tuned for changes and updates.
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