Today’s post contains a Secret Surprise! Read (or scroll, if you want; I really can’t tell which you do!) to the point after the snippet for bonus features! =D
Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It’s hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys!
For February, I’m returning to Chameleon’s Dish (which may or may not become Never Doubt I Love) – to reconnect with Henry, Tisira, and Nockatee…I’ve been revising this month, and I’ve discovered how much I’ve missed this unique ‘threesome’…
In the dangerously superstitious past of Shakespeare’s England, an amnesiac girl and a foundling boy must keep her strange nature hidden as they stalk the Bard’s words and Hunt her lost identity.
This month I’m going to share the opening lines from each character’s Inciting Incident, as they’re currently written in revised first draft scenes. We peek in first on Tisira, as she has the first scene. I’m not sure if I’ve shared it before, or not…if I have, it’s been a while.
Note: The characters have been growing older during the revision process. This snippet was written when I imagined Tisira to be about 7 years old. In the final draft, she’s going to be nearing or at puberty, I think, so some details will change.
- Today is February 4, 2015.
- Math: Adding all the digits: 2+4+2+0+1+5 =14. Take away 3, because it’s my favorite number, for a total of 11 mostly one-line paragraphs.
“Father? – Father!”
My calling shook me awake – or was it the shivering?
Why would I be shivering? Was I not in my nest, safely in the cupboard in Father’s study?
There was a scent of rain. It would be snow, by dawning. A stiff wind brought the truth of it, and prickled at my skin painfully. Fallen leaves, their edges curled and colors bedimmed, filled my field of vision. The ground was chill and damp beneath me.
My breath steamed, echoing my call, and the chatterings of the birds cut off at the sound.
Surely, he would be here in only a moment more, as he was each time I called for him.
And then, between the offering of one breath, and the claiming of the next, I was in Father’s arms.
Okay, so I promised you a surprise up there…time to collect!
Last week, I said goodbye for now to Trip, T’Pol, and their eventful stay in a Suliban cell. And, yes, I did it on a cliffhanger. It was time to move on – or, at least, that’s what I thought.
You know TnT, though – minds of their own, and bodies that seem determined to come together….
So, here’s what happened. I tried to move on with other projects – and they bullied me into writing them not one, not two, but three new stories! The third one is still very rough, but I posted the first two to this blog last week, and, as a bit of a peace offering for making you wonder how they get out of the cell, I’m offering you the links!
Warning: These stories take place four years after that Suliban cell. Many things have happened, and TnT have a very different relationship, at this point. So…..
MAJOR SPOILER ALERT ON MANY LEVELS>>>READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, AND FOR YOUR OWN DELIGHT!!!!
- “Inter-Species Relations”
- “Dance Lessons?”
- For those who are wondering, unposted Story #3 is currently and slapdashedly titled, “Mineminemine”.
And now, back to Tisira….is she safely with her father, in his study? Or – somewhere else? If so, where, and how did she come to be there?
Well, I’m going to leave those questions dangling for a bit – next, we’ll see how Henry’s story begins…
See you next week – and, hey, while you’re here, here’s the link to more delightful WIPpet Snippets; assorted genres and styles to choose from! =D