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#WIPpet Thursday?!

MjAxNC04ZjBlYTU5ZmNiZjdiZjY4 It’s Thursday, so definitely more than time for me to get this post made. It’s all last-minute writing and planning, as you may be able to guess, given what I had to say for my ROW80 check-in on my other blog.

Actually, I wasn’t so much procrastinating.  Otherwise I wouldn’t have anything to post today at all.  I haven’t been writing nearly as much as I should be.

What little writing I’ve done has been on Courting the Swan Song (again!). I was seriously hoping to get something ready for the Golden Heart Awards this year, but my head just staggered during the holidays and all the emotional baggage that comes with this time of the year. I will be using a different tactic next year.

Here are twelve (pretty much twelve… I fudged a bit on the one-word thingies) sentences for today’s month and day.  This comes from the second chapter of the new rewrite, where we finally meet Alanii. (The new opening has been the thread of my WeWriWa posts: I Didn’t Come To and Puddings; where I introduce Visse and her situation.)

“Hey! Alan! Wakey wakey.”

Alanii blinked into the surrounding blackness in an attempt to force off the sleep that had finally deigned to honor him with its presence. To think he’d asked Val to set up at the foot of his bed for fear he’d oversleep… The way that man had rattled his bed, tossing all night—that he’d gotten any rest was a miracle!

The Fates had a perverse sense of humor. After all, it wasn’t as if he didn’t need to be alert and at his best for the rest of the morning

Reaching under the folded blanket that had served as his pillow and drew out the clothes he’d stashed there, pulling them on quickly to alleviate the night chill. Then only did he creep out of his bed and its warm siren call to shuffle-toe the few steps over to the window of their room.

He shivered whenever more than his toes connected with the icy wooden slats. Alanii feared the chill had nothing to do with the temperature. Knowing how his father would react to his plans would be enough to make any man’s nerve fail.

“Here,” he heard Val whisper as the man passed him his boots. “Hang them about your shoulders.”

I hope you enjoyed this piece. If you’d like more of this sort of thing, head on over to the WIPpet linky and visit some our other awesome members. Thank yous and hugs to Emily Wrayburn, our gracious host.

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#WeWriWa: Puddings

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It’s a bloghop!

Bonjour et Bienvenue. It’s time for another Weekend Writing Warriors installment. The rules are simple enough:

  • Add your name and genre(s) to the most recent post on the WeWriWa site
  • Post a link to the WeWriWa site on your blog/Sunday post
  • Keep your excerpt 10 sentences or less (8-10, no more!)
  • Visit other WeWriWa authors and experience their work

(Find a complete set on the WeWriWa page as well as links to pages of all the authors involved. Check it out.)


I’m sorry to say instead of the every other week schedule I’d planned for these posts, the holidays got in the way, and I missed posting last week. I suspect I’m not the only one who missed last week, but still…

This post follows right on the heels of my last post “I Didn’t Come To—”  the opening page of Courting the Swan Song, my fantasy romance and the first book of the Swan Song Series of books:

Though Visse knew better than to show the woman how aggravating she found her attitude,it was really too much. Furious she thrust the sausage in her hand down onto the tray with a slap. The ferocity of her action rocked bowl against her tray. Only a panicked grab kept both from capsizing and ruining the week’s grand feast. “Why in—”

Visse held the dishes steady a second, careful to not look up. She had no interest in seeing Kiriina or the perfectly innocent smirk she knew she would see. After a second, she began to reset the puddings so they were spaced neatly on the tray. “You were supposed to be here a demi past helping me. What kept you?”

Thank you for reading; I hope you enjoyed the snippet.  Be sure to check out other Writing Warriors at the link above.  If you liked what you read, be sure to check out other samples from the series in my WIPpet Wednesday posts.

#SoCS: “Eco”

It’s a bit late to be thinking about posting for the Stream of Consciousness Saturday, but…  it technically is still Saturday (an hour before midnight counts, right?)

Seems good enough for me.  So here goes…

This meme/blog hop hosted by Linda Hill happens every week.  (I guess there is also something else going on called “Just Jot it January” as well.  This isn’t one of those posts, though, barring a small bit of typo-fixing and spelling correction, this is scarily raw stuff).

For a bit of background, Parvenu the name of the first set of books I started writing, a trilogy of Release, Soulclaimed and Moon-called.  The main character’s name is Kieri. 


The first thing that came to mind as I read the prompt was Parvenu, or at least the first book of the series. Not sure why… Maybe because the initial fanfiction stories that lead into the development of Kieri Vestimorn’s character evolved from a cartoon involving a massive ecological disaster on a galactic scale. There were other reasons, of course. I’d noted in the story itself how Daryl was so happy and proud to call Kieri his son when the birthrate on Acaria had suffered so much after the pollution and deforestation the planet had suffered during its industrial age and as its budding space-faring economy developed. How so many girls seemed to be born as opposed to boys and the survival of those few sons was a challenge, even with advanced genetics researchers on the planet and medical facilities that drew patients from all over the galaxy because of their skill and success rates

Acaria could cure the ills of universe, but seemed helpless to save the lives of their own children….

I did have a reason for this built into the storyline as well. it also explained why genetics research was such an obsession in Acarian society and why crossbreeding of different species worked.  I think I developed some even on the economic reasons for this situation (too many of which revolve around the patriarchal underpinnings of Acarian society and the fact that Acarian women… at least until recent times, outnumbered Acarian men by a 1:3 ratio [technically, I guess that is supposed to be 3:1 not the other way around ]; with numbers like that, then the decreased birthrate, boys just were valuable—no other way to say it).

So yeah, I guess I can see why Release (and all the books in the Parvenu trilogy I was laying out would fit into an “eco” themed post. Even the later two books, when Kieri tries to deny his father’s place in his life and Andy finds his place in society and as Kieri’s equal… The same ecological disaster had harmed the world these two boys ended up growing up on. The same economic forces pushed them there, away from their families or anyone who might have been able to protect them from the abuse they suffered.


That’s all I have for you tonight.  If you’d like to read more about the fan fiction that inspired the series, here’s a good start.