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What’s With… #WIPpet Wednesday

It’s rough when things are in transition.  I knew when I started this schedule thing here.  This was always intended to be a temporary arrangement.

Today is the last day of my What’s With Wednesday posts.  Two reasons for the change:

  1. I need to concentrate on my WIPs more
  2. They felt too similar to the Some Words Sunday posts in theme and style

Last week doing my ROW80 check-in visits, I finally got brave enough to ask about this hashtag  floating around — #WIPpet.  Some of it made sense–it was a way for people to share something about their pet project du jour.  I just didn’t know the specifics.

Now I do.

Since today is the first of the month, I have to share something that involves today’s date.

As my first WIPpet post, I’m going to share the first scene of a fanfic I’m writing.  (No moaning about how fanfiction isn’t real writing or a real WIP.  This story has been a sand box for some time, allowing me to explore my characters in absurd situations.  You can learn a lot about your stories when you play with them and allow yourself to just go wild for a moment or two.  As fanfics go, I write multiverse stories; this piece has elements of Doctor Who, Star Trek TOS, Jayce and the Wheeled Warriors, Babylon 5 and other sci fi shows.)


Sparks, flashes–closing his eyes did no good. His optic nerves seemed to broil in his skull.

The fire….

He scrambled trying to gain his footing, reaching for the alarm. His passengers needed to be warned, before they couldn’t get to the escape pod. Wait! he’d forgotten to show it to the pair upon their initial ship tour. He slipped on something wet–the foam extinguishers had been used already? Why couldn’t he remember? What was this pulpy lump he’d collapsed against?

“Shh, Herc. Please, don’t move.”

Gillian? He opened his mouth to warn the man. Something ground at the back of his neck. He wrenched away, and a dying ember exploded into an inferno. He gasped, his breath torn from his lungs.

Pressure. From the circling emptiness, he felt fingers, then palms, the arch of each joint and the firm press of the tips against his breastbone, forcing him back and down. Falling backward, flailing in terror. All around him the conflagration burned, blinding ash. How could everything be so bright yet he see nothing?

“Gillian? Jayce?” he croaked.


No one answered.

That’s it where it all starts.  Like other fanfiction stories, I am developing a fuller world for a secondary character.  In this case, it is Herc Stormsailor.  Though I certainly am giving Jayce his fair due….Oon not so much (can’t stand whiny robot-like characters, even as comic relief).

I’m SO proud of myself…. :-/

The laugh is…  I can barely watch the cartoon that inspired all of this stuff.  I certainly don’t see any of my characters as they are in the show.  But I still write this stuff…  Kieri Vestimorn of my (only finished) manuscript, Release, was totally inspired by my playing with Herc Stormsailor’s character and making him into something beyond what the series cast him as.

So, now that you’ve had a laugh, let me tell you about my ROW80 update.

ROW80 Check-in

Things haven’t been as inspired as I’d like them to be.  My husband is at a funeral now for his uncle.  We’re staying home because the Boodle is in a wired, tense, performance mode,  and he would be the only child there under age 18.

Even when one doesn’t go to a family event like this, it weighs on the mind….  There was a lot of back and forth about what would help the most, what sort of things would make his aunt feel best.  I wrote about a page for Swan Song, futzed around the house and did my sponsor duties but not much more.

My heart was not in it… nor was my head (as I was fighting one of my multi-day migraines until yesterday afternoon).  Now the Boodle and I are off for a picnic with his homeschooling group…  I’m not really interested in that, but we’d committed to it weeks ago.

Not the most upbeat post, but honest…  and there is a bright light on the horizon.  I had some fun with this post!  🙂



Have Pen; Have Paper–Have Words!

Warm muggy days make me want to stay inside…  especially now that we have the air conditioners set up in the house.  I find this slightly ironic, given that my main story world (Acaria) is on a watery moon that more closely resembles the archipelagos of the Pacific than my own continental Upstate New York existence.

Fireflies in the woods near Nuremberg, Germany...

Some might say that I’m missing out on the glories of summer.  For me, the glory of summer is the nights…  I love being able to get up at any hour and feel comfortable enough to go out on the deck and gaze at the stars.  The cats usually come to visit when I do; the fireflies are more often than not flickering away in the yard, and the songs of the crickets and peepers…

That is heaven on earth, IMHO.

Another thing that tends to happen in the summer and, despite all my suspicions to the contrary, has yet again this year is that I stop using my computer as much as usual.  I tend to hermitize or something similar, focusing less on the wonderful people out in the ethers of online life. and more on the wonderful people next to me or just a phone call away…  and especially those wonderful people swimming around in my head.


I tend to get a lot of actual writing done in the summer.  The desire to not run a computer (and add to the heat in the house that the AC must fight) makes me rely more and more on my pens and notebooks.  And there is something delightfully lazy about being away from my desk chair, sprawled out on a bed with a fan…  No music except birds and the thrumb, thrumb of the motors.

I’m having a great time writing, but I am not having a great time being online…  in fact I’m getting worse and worse at it.

This too will change as the seasons do.

But, that’s the state of things here for my newest ROW80 check-in.  I’m writing (both a fanfic for my favorite 80’s cartoon Jayce and the Wheeled Warriors and a piece for my regular writing).  I’ve been reading (am not doing as well with my Bookmark Break Challenge books…instead of finishing older books, I keep picking up and starting new ones).  And I have been having a real trial of a time with my laptop when it comes to commenting on people’s blog posts.  So it is likely I did look at your blogs last Thursday (I did not look at many of the Sunday posts, sorry) and never commented.  I can’t seem to even get my “Likes” to be recognized lately…at least not on the laptop.

I’ll keep working on it as I may, but not for a few days.  Until Monday I’m completely off the web for family coming over.  Yes, I could fit the time in, but I would rather not.  This is special both for my son and his cousins as they come to spend some time with us… so, I bid you all adieu.

I hope you are all enjoying your summer too!  Have the best opening theme song for a cartoon ever (imho):

Opening Credits: Jayce and the Wheeled Warriors

Photo credits:

  • Fireflies in the woods near Nuremberg, Germany, exposure time 30 seconds (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
  • den (Photo credit: Wikipedia)