Here’s my short and sweet #1linewed post. The theme is fire.
Pyre laughed as they twisted around Cent’s ankles, turning her as they snaked around her body, shooting up so their face hovered before hers when they stopped spinning.
#amwriting #WIP #1lineWed
It’s Wednesday again. That means it’s time for #WIPpet Wednesday** and #QueerBlogWed*! While WIPpet Wednesday, hosted by the gracious Emily Wrayburn, features a diverse mix of authors, #QueerBlogWed is geared for, well, queer blogs, which this lil’ site certainly is.
Right now, it’s late (or early morning depending on your POV) and I’m listening to my playlist while I write, specifically Panic! At the Disco’s “Don’t Threaten me with a Good Time.” I love the lyrics to this song, and they were repeating in the back of my mind while I drafted a scene a little earlier this evening. That should tell you something about the scene. *place mischievous grin here*
Here’s my short and sweet #1linewed post. The theme is wind.
It is where I gestated into awareness while listening to the wind blow.
#amwriting #WIP #1lineWed
So I’ve been told to take it easy, that my body’s overly sensitive to positional change and physical stresses most people can take in stride, that my blood pressure drops when I’m on my feet too much. *huffs* Tell me something I don’t know. Of course, I’ve known this for a while, but I suppose it finally got the doctors’ attention. I guess your BP must drop to dangerous levels for anyone to listen.
But the nail in the diagnosis, if you will, was when my BP dropped so fast during a medical test that I should’ve passed out but didn’t. Apparently, that made some sort of impression on the attending cardiologist. Oh, joy. I impressed a specialist and am physically sensitive but resilient. Hmm.
It’s Wednesday! That mean’s it’s time for #QueerBlogWed* (a new endeavor on my part) and #WIPpet Wednesday*. While the first is, as it says, for queer blogs, WIPpet Wednesday is for a diverse mix of authors—all of them spectacular in their own right. Since I’m an author and queer, this seems like a perfect mix.
This week’s Wednesday post comes from Cleaning House, a Queer Appalachian Contemporary Fantasy, and one of my current WIPs. But it won’t be a WIP for too much longer. *grins* It’s scheduled for an 8/1 release.
About last week’s #WIPpet Wednesday: when I said I was feeling bad, I meant it. I always ready my blog posts a few days before they publish, so come Wednesday last week I was in the hospital. Ick. I can’t say that I’m feeling that much better, but at least I’m stable. Low blood pressure is never a good thing.
For my WIPpet math, I’m taking the 1 and the 0 from the date to make ten paragraphs from Cleaning House.
The Setup: Aunt Tess is selling the homestead (as you know if you’ve been reading along). Cent has returned home to assist in the process and now she’s about to meet the realtor. *grins* And what a realtor they are.
Tess speaks first in this excerpt.
“She’s here, Centenary. Come out and meet her.”
What an interesting picture this is. It’s not quite what I was searching for, but it will certainly work for today’s WIPpet* in an earthly, surreal sense.
I’m having a mixed week thus far. I’ve got a new novel, Surrogate: Hunted, set for release tomorrow, and I’ll be making a few “appearances” to help spread the word, but I’m also feeling lousy. It’s a medication issue, but I must wait until late next week to see my doctor to make the needed adjustment. (um, no. Turns out that it’s something else, but more on that later). It’s hard to think or hold my head straight, much less get anything in the way of new writing done. Writing is one of my biggest pleasures, so this really frustrates me. That said, let’s get to the WIPpet.
WIPpet math? Noooo. Not happening when I can’t hold my head straight without getting dizzy, but I will say that this WIPpet is 371 words in length and that it comes from Cleaning House, book one of my Appalachian Elementals series.
The Setup: In this WIPpet, I’m taking you back to when Centenary Rhodes is fifteen years old. It’s late at night, and she’s overhearing a conversation she’s not meant to, one between her Great Aunt Tess and Stowne, a friend Cent has long considered her private childhood whimsy because no one else can see or hear them.
“She ain’t old enough.” Aunt Tess’ voice verged on anger. “Not for the world we’re in now.” Continue reading
Yes, I’ve been tinkering with the cover of Cleaning House again. The changes are minor this time… the title font, spirit smoke, and the edge color are the biggest ones, but I like them. Cleaning House is set for an August 1st release with Mountain Gap Books.
This past week has been, um, interesting to say the least. I’ve tried to keep busy, but things keep getting in my way. Here’s a list whether you want it or not. Continue reading