Here’s another short-‘n-sweet #1lineWed post. The theme is enemy. Enemy mine. Enemy of the state. Frenemies. The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
“Do not speak to me like Dane talks to her wives and girlfriends.”
“Dane doesn’t have any girlfriends, and she’s faithful to her wives.” Why’d I… Cent had defended Dane’s honor to her own spouse, one of Dane’s rivals if not enemies.
#WIP #amwriting #KeepingHouseNovel #AppalachianElementals
Welcome to my contribution to #WIPpet Wednesday*, a blog hop where authors share from their current works in progress (WIPs)! I’m still plugging away at my yet untitled WIP. Yes, I’ve a few titles in mind, but I’m not ready to share any of them as of yet.
I’m picking up where I left off last week.
In case you’re playing catch up…
WIPpet One: Something Brand New
WIPpet Three: No Daughter of Liberty
Here’s my #WIPpet Math for 4/3/2019: 3+1=4 paragraphs from my still untitled side story set within the Appalachian Elementals series
Note: the short paragraph in orange comes from last week’s #WIPpet.
Mary says Charity wouldn’t pluck a chicken to save herself from starvation, and I’m certain it’s true.
“Come along, Nub.” Conall calls to me, and I slide down the loft’s ladder to stand beside him. We’re the long and the short of Master Gow’s Tusculum farm. That’s what Conall calls us when he’s drinking a bit too much of the liquor Master Gow leaves when he visits, but there probably won’t be any of that until after we get back home, if at all this night. It will depend on how badly Conall’s arm hurts when we return.
Status update for Keeping House:
When you’re a part of the company you publish with, you know what happens to your novel every step of the way. Right now, I’m trying to get as much done on Keeping House and two more works, not mine, as I can before I have knee surgery. Yes, it’s actually scheduled for April 15th, tax day here in the U.S.
That said, I’ll probably schedule some #Rainbowsnippets ahead of time, but they might or might not make the FB page thread depending on how I’m feeling. My guess is that I’ll feel lousy enough to miss sharing one if not two weekly posts, but you’ll know where to find them.
Welcome to #Rainbowsnippets*! This one is uniquely mine, but there are lots of other great snippets to read so after you finish here click the FB link at the bottom of the post to discover other great LGBTQIA authors and their works. This week I’m sharing from Keeping House, novel two in the Appalachian Elementals series. It’s set for a July release, and I couldn’t be happier, save for my knee, which has been swollen for so long I’ve forgotten what normal looks like.
This week I’m picking up where I left off in Keeping House. Everyone’s at the Brigid’s circle, including the much beloved (tongue in cheek) Hunter Fey, and King Dane’s furious at Kenzie, who’s just embarrassed her by letting his ill intent be known.
The first paragraph, in orange, comes from last week’s #Rainbowsnippet.
… “We’re gonna talk ’bout your impulsivities.” She drew the last word out in a slow Southern Appalachian drawl, putting heavy emphasis on the second syllable.
“Yes’m.” Kenzie shook off the water, spread his wings, and rose, hovering over the circle as he glared at both Aubrey and Cent.
#writeLGBTQ #KeepingHouseNovel
The theme is stick. Stick ’em up. Stick it to them. A Stickler. This is a good place for a… Yeah, you get it. I’m going with stick as in stick shift. If you’ve ever driven a vehicle with a straight drive transmission, you’ll appreciate this one.
“Over the hill and through the woods—”
“You ain’t no grandma.” Cent didn’t downshift until she had to then she ground the gears, and the truck clunked into second.
“No, but you’re sure drivin’ like one.” Dane unbuckled and scooted to the middle of the truck, one leg on each side of the stick so Cent had to reach over her to shift. “Come on. You can do this.”
#writeLGBTQ #AppalachianElementals #KeepingHouseNovel
Here’s another short-‘n-sweet #1lineWed post. The theme is friend. Best friends. Friends ’til the end. Friendly conversation… a friendly dance. That’s where I’m taking it, anyway.
“You like him and Bea, doncha?” asked Dane.
“I like them enough for a friendly dance. And I like Sissy. And Ceardach. Lexy’s growing on me too, the grumpy, frumpy ol’ cuss, even though she lies.” Cent took the lid from her drink and blew across the cup before she took a sip.
#WIP #amwriting #KeepingHouseNovel #AppalachianElementals
Welcome to my contribution to #WIPpet Wednesday*, a blog hop where authors share from their current works in progress (WIPs)! I’m still plugging away at my still untitled WIP. Yes, I’ve a few titles in mind, but I’m not ready to share any of them as of yet.
I’m picking up where I left off last week.
In case you’re playing catch up…
WIPpet One: Something Brand New
Here’s my WIPpet math for 3/27/2019: 3=2= 5 paragraphs from, um, my new story inside the #AppalachianElementals series.
Note: This first sentence, in orange, comes from last week’s WIPpet, and it’s young Nub speaking.
“I’ll go wash.”
“Wet your hair and pull it back proper.” Conall follows me toward the house. “Wipe your shoes, brush your coat, and wash your face proper while you’re at it.”
Welcome to #Rainbowsnippets*! This one is uniquely mine, but there are lots of other great snippets to read so after you finish here click the FB link at the bottom of the post to discover other great LGBTQIA authors and their works. This week I’m sharing from Keeping House, novel two in the Appalachian Elementals series. It’s set for a July release, and I couldn’t be happier. Right now, the manuscript is with the proofreader, but when it’ll available for preorder pretty dang quickly or so I’m told.
I’ll update you when I know more.
This week I’m skipping a few paragraphs ahead in Chapter Three of Keeping House so we can see exactly what’s to become of Kenzie and his wandering eye.
Notes:
Stowne rose from their stack-stone throne to face the crowd. “This is a celebration to welcome the upcoming spring, of renewal, and of possibilities. Brigid is the virgin form of our Blessed Mother Earth and often referred to in modern times as Saint Brigid. This is a celebration of her, of the practical arts, of healing.” Continue reading
#writeLGBTQ #KeepingHouseNovel
The theme is absolute. Absolute joy. Absolute evil. Absolute power. Absolute fact. How about absolute celebration. That’s what Cent’s doing here, and it means she’s about to get into trouble.
“Hey, sugar? Cent?” Dane called to her from miles away. “You need a break?”
“I’m good.” Cent raised her arms in absolute celebration. Did someone… What was I thinking about?
A commotion rose from the other end of the circle and Conall was supporting Bea’s weight when Dane pulled Cent along behind her to see what was happening.
“One too many, I reckon.”
#writeLGBTQ #AppalachianElementals #KeepingHouseNovel
Here’s another short-‘n-sweet #1lineWed post. The theme is green, in honor of Saint Patrick’s Day last weekend, I’m certain. Greenbacks. Green around the gills. Green as pond scum. Mint green… maybe wintergreen? Yes, I’m going with wintergreen here.
“Your breath stinks like nasty-ass snuff.” Cent pulled her hand back only after Dane did.
“It’s wintergreen, and you’ll get used to it.” Dane ran her tongue over her teeth before her smile returned. “I like buttin’ heads with you. I always have.”
#WIP #amwriting #KeepingHouseNovel #AppalachianElementals
Welcome to my contribution to #WIPpet Wednesday*, a blog hop where authors share from their current works in progress (WIPs)! This week I’m picking up where I left off in my newest, yet untitled, WIP. I think it’s going to be a short novel, but we’ll see. The overall story is still assembling in my head. I’m clearly a panster, and I’m fine with that. Stories lead me where they will, and I seldom say no to their direction.
This new work is set in the Revolutionary War era and the years thereafter, specifically in Northeast Tennessee where the rest of the Appalachian Elementals series is set. Yes, this will be a work of Historical Paranormal Fantasy… just when I thought my sub-genre could get no smaller. This, however, looks to be an interesting romp through history even with all the research I’m having to do. (Note: Having a sibling who’s well versed in local history as part of her job helps a whole lot!)
Here’s my #WIPpet math for 3/20/2019: 3+2=5 paragraphs from something I’ve yet to title.
Note: The first paragraph, in orange, comes from last week’s WIPpet.
Note: This WIPpet mentions neighboring farms where there are enslaved people. This was a sad fact of the Revolutionary War era, even along the frontier, which Northeast Tennessee was during that time. I’m in no way reflecting on it in a positive light.
“We’re going to be late for dinner if we don’t hurry.” Conall pulls back his tricorn to smooth his hair, which has been slicked back and tied with a blue satin ribbon. He looks foppish, but I don’t dare tell him.
“I don’t want to go to Widow Alcott’s again.” Her farm’s just down the road, but I loathe going there. It isn’t the food. Widow Alcott, or rather, Mary, is a wonderful cook, but Mary doesn’t cook out of the goodness of her heart. She and her son, Davy, are Widow Alcott’s slaves, and I don’t cotton one bit to someone owning someone else no matter what color their skin is. “I’d druther eat boiled eggs and beans.” Continue reading
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