New Year, new you? Not so much, or at least I hope not. I ended 2018 with the below. It’s not as bad as it looks, but there it is. A bad cut to my middle finger right in the middle of getting a manuscript ready for my betas.
So goes life.
And, yes, I took two weeks off from #WIPpet Wednesday, but I’m obviously back, holiday weary and nearing done with Keeping House, at least to the beta stage of things. Oh, and welcome to #WIPpet Wednesday, a blog hop where authors share from their current works in progress (WIPs).
Here’s my WIPpet math for 1/2/2019: 9-1=8 paragraphs from the end of Chapter One of Keeping House (I’m counting the verse as one paragraph).
Note: Gan, if you don’t know, is an air elemental, and Aunt Tess’ S.O. Gan appears later in Cleaning House.
“Where’s my marker?” asked Gan.
“Right here.” Tess passed them her Sharpie and opened another. “We’re going to mark you up good, honey.” She moved to face Cent dead on. “This is some serious group magic, so stand still and think on somethin’ that makes you happy.”
“Or, better yet, sing.” Rayne held out their marker for Cent to uncap it. “Whatever comes to mind as soon as we begin.”
“We are putting all our energy into these sigils to protect you.” Stowne turned Cent’s arm to draw on her tricep, mumbling and moving their hand back and forth as energy built inside their form. Rayne and Gan were doing the same, but Tess raised her head, breathed deep, and began to chant, her hands trembling as she pushed aside Cent’s halter strap to draw.
“You are loved.” Tess blew on the sigil then placed her hand over it. “Bless you, child.”
Loved and blessed. Cent closed her eyes when the other markers touched her skin and relaxed as her family’s energy circled her. A song. What song? Only one came to mind, and it was a bad choice, but she began singing anyway, first quietly then at increasing volume until her acapella version of Miranda Lambert’s “Something Bad” rolled through the house in less-than-perfect tone.
Will return safely home.
Something Bad. Yes. She knew it was coming. But Stowne was waiting for her return. They always would be, and she’d be home before she knew it.
If you aren’t familiar with the song Cent’s singing, here’s a link.
*WIPpet Wednesday is a blog hop hosted by Emily Wrayburn wherein writers share excerpts of their latest WIP. All genres and levels of accomplishment are welcome. The only stipulation is that the excerpt must coincide with the date in some manner. For example, on 10/8/14 you might share 10 lines from page 8, 8 paragraphs from chapter 14, or perhaps 18 sentences by doing WIPpet math and adding the day to the month. We’re flexible like that.