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“Kindaughter, Respond” for WIPpet Wednesday

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.We’re led by the capable fingers and nimble mind of Emily Witt

Ever come out of a period of intensive focus blinking and kind of wondering where you are and how you got there?

That’s me right now.

I’m on a brief, post CampNaNoWriMo hiatus from drafting The Last House,  my Kifo Island prequel WIP project. I’m shifting it to my tertiary drafting goal for this month; I’ll be focusing on Story A Day May flash fiction and fan fiction drabbles first, then my “dangling” fantasy epic volume, Foul Deeds Will Rise (Trueborn #2), which is nearing its climax, and which I definitely want to wrap up, and soon!

So, I’m relaxing a little into a slightly mellower flow (my brain doesn’t like to get too slow, so there’s still lots going on). Taking walks, soaking in the post rain greening up, the scent of the lilacs and air saturated with the scent of rain and lilacs.

But, whatever else I’m writing,  it’s time for this week’s installment of myTnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. I’ve got a patchwork of stories, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects – and I’m slowly figuring out how to pull them all together into a coherent whole that explores just how and why T’Pol was the one Vulcan chosen to accompany Enterprise NX-01 on her maiden voyage.


There will be hints and shadows and lots of delicious Trip and T’Pol sassiness, eventually. But first, we’ve got to lay the groundwork that gets her there, and that’s where we are right now.

T’Pol reacted strongly to a file on the data device Soval assigned her. Now, we’ll start to learn why.

Here’s the standard disclaimer. I don’t own them; I don’t make money from them; I just love them, and I tell the stories they give me as well as I can.

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is May 3, 2017.

  • I have 5 paragraphs for you today, for the month.

Kindaughter, Respond”

“Subcommander T’Pol, are you well?”

T’Pol registered the voice on a surface level, but could give no response.

Language was lost, for this moment. She was pulled back to that restaurant. To the pulsing, discordant music. To the compelling blue eyes of a human called “Trip”, and the dangerous emotions he’d aroused in her that day.

The man who now stared back at her from the screen with those same compelling eyes. Eyes she had never expected to see again. Her fingers twitched, trembled, and paired themselves into an ouz’hesta; she longed to touch the image’s face with an intensity that was wholly illogical.

Kindaughter, respond.”

Why is T’Pol so affected by Trip?

What’s the story of that restaurant?
Will this change Soval’s decision to send her with Enterprise?

Any guesses?

If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my page, or go directly to my brand-new Story A Day May drabbles  – a loosely-connected serial of bite-sized, 100 word stories written to prompts and fan prompt words.

Read one, all, or anywhere in between – these are the seeds of longer stories to come, and each one has its own tiny little twist.

And, as always, clicking the little blue froggy below will carry you on to other WIPpet offerings from our talented and diverse group of writerly folks. You can even add your own date-related excerpt if you’re so inclined!

Posted in #RevofKindness, Blog Hops and Fests, Mindful Monday, slices of life

Mindfully Kind: My #RevofKindness 3017 Intentions Post for Mindful Monday

Hello there!

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve posted a Mindful Monday post. It wasn’t exactly intentional; I was drafting a new novel in April, and there was the matter of computers and phones to swap out as upgrades were made (phones are done, but the computers still need to be wrapped up. I hope to get back to it and finish by the end of next week).

I also kicked up my fitness goals by a few notches. I was feeling as though things were getting stagnant, and my new phone has the Samsung Health app, which I’m using to more accurately gauge my active time and intensity, among other things. I’ve even started a Baby Steps to 5K program!

Today, though, we’ve kicked off a new month, and I’m embarking on two new challenges. One is Story a Day May, wherein I’ll write a new story every day (OK, actually, two, since I decided to have some fan fiction fun). I’ll be using the main challenge to explore the concept for the novel I will be drafting in July.

The second challenge is the focus of this post, and this is the second year I’ve participated in it. It’s the Kindness Challenge, created by Niki Meadows. It’s a way to be mindful of kindness – not only to others, but also to oneself.

Each week, there is a new focus:

  • Week 1 | Self-love

  • Week 2 | Self-compassion

  • Week 3 | Self-acceptance

  • Week 4 | Kindness role model

  • Week 5 |Choosing kindness

  • Week 6 |Kindness without expectation

  • Week 7 | Grateful for kindness

Now, I’m running a bit later than I wanted to, but I’m here tonight to share my intentions for this challenge: Mindful Kindness.

What do I mean by that?

I firmly believe the theme of this year’s challenge:

So I’m going to focus on being a rising tide of kindness. I will strive to be mindful, and to look for and attend to the chances to share a simple act of kindness wherever I can…and that includes kindnesses to myself.

What will that look like?

  • Well, today, I spent some time listening to an audiobook I’ve had in my library for a few months: The Power of Vulnerability by Brene Brown. I finished setting my May goals, and wrote my two stories for Story A Day May. I did some hometending, and took my Baby Steps to 5K walk – up to 1.44 miles (but I did better than that, at 1.67, a lot of it briskly).

  • When my daughter’s bagel finished in the toaster oven while she was playing a game, I went ahead and put the cream cheese on according to her taste, even though I’d been going to do something else, and, at almost 13, she totally could have done that herself.

  • Later, during my walk, there was a tortoiseshell cat sitting in a driveway, and she looked nervous about my being there, so I talked to her softly, so she wouldn’t feel the need to run away.

  • I also spent some time discussing aspects of my Accomplice’s business – branding and labeling are the current focuses, and giving him this time and my attention while I’ve got a lot of personal things going on myself is a kindness – to him and his dreams, to our relationship, and to our family.


So that’s what I’ll be focusing on for the next seven weeks…and here’s the good news:

You can join me, and the others participating in this challenge. Check out the #RevofKindness hashtag, stop by the Kindness Challenge sign up page, or get extra kind and do both!

One more kindness for today: for more Mindful Monday goodness, visit Colleen Chesebro at A Mindful Journey!

Posted in Fan fiction, Kifo Island Chroincles, Star Trek: Enterprise, Story a Day, The IDIC Romance, Weekly Features, writing, writing prompts, Writing Sample

Letter from a Dead Friend: #STaD 2017, Day One

It’s the first day of a brand-new May, which means Story A Day is ON!

There’s a reason I plan much of my annual creativity around this challenge. Every year, creator, coach, and host Julie Duffy offers up a series of prompts that expand my writing horizons and make me a better writer.

Even better, this challenge lends itself to exploration, so I often use it to “get to know” a project, or expand one…

And this year, I’m doing both.

  • For my main project, I’ll be exploring the characters and world for my eighth Kifo Island  novel draft. I’m delving into backstory, what-if’s character sketches – wherever the daily prompts take me. The resulting stories will be flash fiction – around 333 words each (because I love that number).

My secondary project will be a series of 100 word fan fiction drabbles. It won’t come as a surprise for regular readers that I’ll be playing with Star Trek: Enterprise  (my favorite Trek, because Trip and T’Pol!) My theme will be my Cowled  arc – clicking the title will take you to the original story.

And, for the record, here’s the standard disclaimer. I don’t own them, I don’t profit from them, but they insist on telling me their stories, so I’m sharing them with you.

How this works:

I will share each day’s prompt, my planning, and my favorite bits of both stories.

There will also be a link for each project that will transport you to the complete story. Don’t worry if you miss one or more; I’ll be setting up a page for each project for easy reference at any point in time (hopefully, I’ll get to that in the next day or so; there was a lot of prep to do today).

So, without any further ado: The Dead Friend:

Prompt from Gregory Frost:

You attend the funeral of an old friend.

Afterwards, in the mail you receive a postcard. It’s from the friend, and it reads “I’m not dead. Meet me Tuesday night at 8 at ____________.” And signed by him/her.

Reasons Someone “Might Not Be Dead” When We Thought They Were:

  • It could be a dream

  • An insurance scam

  • A case of mistaken identity

  • A pure coincidence

  • Mail delivered to the wrong address

  • Witness protection program

  • Abduction

  • Alien impostor

  • April Fools’ prank

  • Revenge for a wrong

  • Emotional manipulation

  • Attempt to uncover a crime

  • It’s a TRAP!

  • It’s a rendez-vous!

Premise for Main Story: “False Memory” (click the title to read the complete 340 word story): 

  • The main character dreams of receiving the postcard from her infant niece, who died ten years before.

Fleshing Out the Premise:

  • Ophelia Martin dreams of attending the funeral of her dead infant niece Lavender. It’s been ten years to the day since the baby died, and Ophelia’s half-sister, Marilyn, had overdosed. But when she reads the postcard, she can feel the truth it holds….somehow, somewhere, Lavender is alive…and wants to meet her.

Favorite bit:

It didn’t matter that she knew it was just a dream – a dream she’d had at least three times every week for the last ten years. The truth is, it was more than that – it was the false memory of how things ought to have been, if little Lavender had had to die.


Premise for Side Story: “Your Starfleet Career” (click the title to read the complete 100 word story:  

  • Trip Tucker receives a video postcard after attending what might have been the last rites of his career in Starfleet – but why (and how) is his career sending him mail?!

Fleshing Out the Premise:

  • Trip was having a hard enough time with Elizabeth’s effervescence in the face of the death – no, make that the murder – of his Starfleet career, and the reverse serendipity of those five men willing to lie about him. Jon treating him like he was either a deviant or prematurely senile wasn’t helping, either. But when he got the ochre-inked, stenciled -letter envelope, things look like they’re headed for a warp core breach.

Prompt words (these come from fans of my previous Loveuary drabbles):

  • stencil

  • ochre

  • senile

  • murder

  • death

  • effervescence

  • serendipity

Favorite Bit:

He’d gone from incredible serendipity to a warp-core breach with that court-martial. He was innocent – but he couldn’t prove it.

OK – that’s it until tomorrow! If you want to play along and write your own stories – just click here, or the icon above. And come back tomorrow, when I’ll have more snippets of planning and story to share!

Posted in Blogfest Entries, Challenges and Contests, Flash Fiction Pieces, Story a Day May Challenge, Writers' Resources, Writing in Freedom, Writing Samples

False Memory for Story A Day May: Day One

  • This story is the first in a series of explorations for my upcoming novel, Still Nameless (Kifo Island #8), which I will be drafting in July.

False Memory

Ophelia cried at the baby’s funeral. She knew that because she woke up with the dream still alive within her, and the tears stinging and streaking their way down her face.

She wiped her eyes and looked at the clock: 3PM. Time to get up for her night shift. Mail would be here soon.

It didn’t matter that she knew it was just a dream – a dream she’d had at least three times every week for the last ten years. The truth is, it was more than that – it was the false memory of how things ought to have been, if little Lavender had to die. She’d been holding Marilyn in her embrace – she was smart enough, after all these years, not to leave her sister alone with the reality of the dying baby’s missing brain.

She knew better than to give Marilyn the chance to shoot that last, lethal dose into her ruined veins, leaving her own sixteen year old self the only living relative – Lavender’s father had died of his own overdose the same night his baby was conceived.

Ophelia sighed, and rose just as she heard her mail slot rattle.

There was a postcard on her welcome mat when she got downstairs. Ophelia bent to pick it up; she shuddered a little at the view of turquoise water and a tropical island – that hit too close to what she’d been dreaming. She could almost smell the flowers and decay in the salt-scented air.

Who would send her this? Who would think this was a good idea?

Ophelia turned the letter over. Tiny, scrawling writing, in lavender ink. She squinted, but couldn’t make it out until she went to her desk and got her reading glasses.

“I’m not dead. Meet me Tuesday night at 8 at Still Nameless Pottery Studio.”

Ophelia’s hands and knees shook so hard she had to sit down and brace her wrists on the edge of her desk to be sure of the last words – the signature.

“All my love – your niece, Lavender.”

If Ophelia was at the funeral, how can Lavender be alive?

Who wrote the postcard?

What was their motivation?

Any guesses?

Come back tomorrow for another installment, and we can explore this new story seed together!

Posted in Blogfest Entries, Challenges and Contests, Enterprise fan fiction, Flash Fiction Pieces, Story a Day May Challenge, Writers' Resources, Writing in Freedom, Writing Samples

“Your Starfleet Career” for Story A Day May; Day One

Standard disclaimer: I don’t own them, I don’t profit from them, but they insist on telling me their stories, so I’m sharing them with you.

“Your Starfleet Career”

Trip Tucker had probably just witnessed the death –no, the murder – of his Starfleet career. Elizabeth’s effervescence couldn’t change that. Jon treating him like he was a deviant or prematurely senile didn’t help, either.

He’d gone from incredible serendipity to a warp-core breach with that court-martial. He was innocent – but he couldn’t prove it.

And now, a postcard with a stenciled ocher message. Just right for the burial.

Lizzie peered over his shoulder, reading aloud. “I’m not dead. Meet me Tuesday night at 8 at Fusion, if you want to save my life. And it’s signed, “Your Starfleet career.”

Why is Trip’s career in danger?

Who sent the postcard?

What do they want?

Any guesses?

Come back tomorrow for another installment, or visit the brand-new series link!