#WeWriWa — A Scullery Maid

It’s a bloghop!

Good morning, and welcome to today’s Weekend Writing Warriors installment. The rules are simple enough if you’d like to participate:

• 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 (must be done before 9am EST)
• 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.)

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Two weeks ago (I am only posting these excerpts every other week because life is cray-cray), I posted the second of my pieces from the new opening of Courting the Swan Song: Puddings. This piece follows directly on that.

“Our Lady Kessalan demanded I attend her to discuss tomorrow’s market visit. She asked me to send you to her to attend her as soon as we finish here.”

Despite her asking, Vissse had not listened, sure whatever Kiriina would say would annoy her more. Instead she smiled slightly, picturing how her brother would laugh his head off if he could see her now, seeing how easy it could be to get under her skin. Either of her brothers would have … once. Her smile faded. That wasn’t likely to happen as long as she was stuck here, learning the high art of being a scullery maid.

Kiriina cleared her throat, instantly drawing Visse back to present and what she had said.

“My aunt called for me?”.

Thank you for reading; I hope you enjoyed the snippet. Coming up for WIPpet Wednesday, please enjoy another sample from Courting the Swan Song or perhaps another of my Works In Progress.

I Didn’t Come To — a #WeWriWa post

It’s a bloghop!

Mornin’ All!

Welcome to my long-intended return to the Weekend Writing Warriors. Back when I stopped participating in this bloghop it was because I realized I couldn’t participate as fully as I wanted. Silly me. I loved this group (even bought some books because of it and have eventually joined the RWA because of the works I read here. So I will be returning, posting an installment, only twice a month now instead of trying to manage every week.

What is WeWriWa?  It’s a bloghop where authors post a small snippet of a piece of one of their stories.  There’s a bit more to it than that, but if you want the quick and dirty so you can jump on in, 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.)

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Today’s snippet is a new beginning of sorts.  In many ways…   For today, I am offering 10 sentences from the new opening for the Swan Song Series: Courting, a fantasy romance I’m preparing for entry to the Golden Heart Awards.  I wouldn’t be doing it if you all hadn’t inspired my interest in the romance genre.

“This better not take long—oh!” The woman stood in the larder entry, her full skirts and elaborate coif nearly blocking all the light coming down the staircase “Disgusting!”

Wrist-deep in intestines and mince, Visse closed her eyes. Where had the woman been? Here she’d been stuffing puddings for the past demi alone, and now that she was nearly done, Her Glory had finally deigned to arrive, dressed for a party as opposed to pantry duty.

“Preparing Lady Kesselan’s special sweet sausage for the feast tomorrow. Your portion is over there.”

Visse watched as Kiriina stood, staring at the stool Visse had directed her to, eyes blinking madly. “I didn’t come to—.”

Thank you for reading; I hope you enjoyed the snippet. If writing-related challenges and projects are your thing, check out the ROW80 for how to write and live and WIPpet Wednesday for more snippets and characters to love.

Don’t Drink It All

It’s a bloghop!

Good morning, and welcome to my _______ 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.)

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Continuing on in Courting the Swan’s Song, I’ve moved up several chapters in the book for today’s post. Not that many pages in the text… I’m trying to make the transitions between these scenes smoother, but at the moment, my Scrivener file moves from one cataclysmic event to another.

This is something of a transition scene itself, and it’s probably wordier than it should be.  A completely NaNoWriMo rough excerpt….  I’m sorry.  My head just hasn’t been in the best place this week for posting.

But he wasn’t ready to let down Vissellii or Val even more.

On the other side of the door, he saw Val ease back, opening the door just enough for the man to slip in a small flask. “Here, don’t drink it all.”

Casting a quick glance back toward the bed and the woman on it, Alanii took the warm metal in hand just before the Hastor pushed the door shut again. The whore smiled at him, nodding as if to say “go ahead and drink yourself calm”.

At least he didn’t have that problem to deal with. Lan had been careful to inform the Matron of the brothel of his need for someone who had dealt with mages and knew how to shield off her mind from him. He had no fear of the woman adding to his unease by stray thoughts.

Thank you for reading; I hope you enjoyed the snippet. Coming up for WIPpet Wednesday, please enjoy another sample from the Was Long Variation. For the next two months I will be sharing random snippets there as I pursue those nagging transition scenes in Courting The Swan’s Song.