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A Little Higher  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 Wrayburn.


Hello there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…but don’t leave popcorn in the center seat!

Two weeks in a row – yay, me!

I feel like things are starting to settle into something like a rhythm…not quite a routine, which is fine, because I’m not the kind of person who enjoys having each day play out the same. But we are getting to a point where there’s a normalcy about being a family of three and not four; where Jim’s absence, though still acute, isn’t quite as raw. I’m not feeling as though I’m fumbling and stumbling along nearly as often…and, once or twice, I’ve even felt as though I’ve got something that approaches a handle on things.

Which doesn’t mean that there isn’t still a tremendous amount to learn and do…only that I’m starting to feel like, eventually, I’ll crest that mountain and be able to scan the horizons that await us…

On to the WIPpeting!

It’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of sorts, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. 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.

I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my initiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!

Recap: 

Trip Tucker has something he needs to say to Enterprise’s brand-new Vulcan Science Officer, but she’s not exactly making it easy when she says she doesn’t expect any better of a human.  We pick up immediately after my last TnT post, A Vulcan Question Mark,

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 March 21, 2018. I added the two digits of the date to offer 3 short paragraphs.

 “What the hell’s that supposed to mean?”

The words burst out before he could catch them. Her eyebrow slanted up a little higher, and she regarded him coolly. There wasn’t any need at all for her to say even a single syllable in response.

Trip could see it in her eyes. He’d just proven her point.

What point did Trip prove?

Can he recover from this?

Will T’Pol accept Trip’s apology?

Any guesses?

If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page.

And, as always, clicking the little blue froggy above 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!

 

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A Vulcan Question Mark  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 Wrayburn.


Hello there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…but don’t leave popcorn in the center seat!

It’s been a couple of weeks since I’ve managed a WIPpet post. There’s so much that needs to happen after the death of a spouse, and I sometimes get pulled away by those realities. I thought  it had only been a week since I posted, but clearly that’s not the case.

But I’m here now, for Pi Day, so let’s get on with it, shall we?

It’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of sorts, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. 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.

I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my initiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!

Recap

Trip Tucker has something he needs to say to Enterprise’s brand-new Vulcan Science Officer.  We pick up immediately after my last TnT post, Uhh…Listen, switching to Trip’s POV.

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 March 14, 2018…Pi Day.
  • Pi is an irrational number. Therefore, I made no count of paragraphs, lines, words, or anything else…I just wrote till I was ready to stop.

She stared straight at him, and there was something in the directness that reminded him of the way she’d looked when she first walked into Fusion – like someone totally out of her element and lost, but either afraid or unwilling to admit it.

And he was the only person she came close to knowing here – except Jon, and it sure as hell didn’t seem like he was going to be even a tiny bit receptive to any problems she might be having.

Hoshi was right. He was an ass of the highest order, and for what? Because she hadn’t wanted to shake his hand?

Get over yourself, Tucker. She needs a friend, and you’re the closest thing she’s got. So put your libido and ego away, and act like a Starfleet officer.

“I’m listening, Commander. However, I have a great deal of work to do, if you have nothing further to say.” She didn’t move, or shift her eyes, but some tiny muscles in her face moved a fraction, giving him the impression she was impatient.

“I shouldn’t have lashed out at you like that.”

“’Lashed out?’” One of her lovely, delicate brows went up a bit, and her head tipped slightly. A Vulcan question mark, maybe?

Trip thought fast, trying to put what he’d done in terms she might understand. “I let my emotions dictate my response. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“You are human. I expect nothing else, Commander Tucker.”

What does T’Pol mean by her comment?

How will Trip take it?

Is this the end of Trip’s apology?

Any guesses?

If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page.

 

And, as always, clicking the little blue froggy above 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!

 

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“Uh, Listen….”  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 Wrayburn.


Hello there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…but don’t leave popcorn in the center seat!

Well, I did manage to get a WIPpet post done last week – my first since my husband died of pancreatic cancer in mid-January.  However, I didn’t get around to visit as many of you as I had hoped to.

This adjusting and resumption of blogging is apparently still very much a work in progress for me. So, with that in mind, this week I have a goal of visiting at least 3 of my fellow WIPpeteers. If you’re here just because you follow this blog and/or enjoy my fanfiction, please consider joining me in supporting the other diverse writers who join the WIPpet bloghop – who knows, you might find a brand new favorite! =D

Now, on to the WIPpeting!

It’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of stories, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. 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.

I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my initiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!
Recap

 

T’Pol, Enterprise’s new, unwelcome Vulcan Science Officer, is attempting to contain her reaction to a human engineer who presents unique challenges. Now, we see what happens next.  We pick up immediately after my last TnT post, A Further Complication.

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 February 21, 2018.
  • Yesterday was the 21st anniversary of the day I met my husband.
  • I added the digits of 21, and have 3 paragraphs to share with you.

“Uh, Listen…”

That she found the prospect highly unsatisfactory was irrelevant. She was assigned here to assure that the humans didn’t create imbalances in the existing dynamics of this region of space. She was not intended to interact with them other than what was required to attend to that duty.

Commander Tucker made a strange vocalization that was not language, and shifted again. “Uh, listen….Sub-Commander?”

She looked up from the as-yet incomprehensible console and waited for him to speak.

What does Trip want to say to T’Pol?

Will T’Pol spend the voyage in her quarters?

And why is her console incomprehensible?

Any guesses?

If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page.

And, as always, clicking the little blue froggy above 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 Blog Hops and Fests, Enterprise fan fiction, Fan fiction, Flash Fiction Pieces, Just for Fun!, Weekly Features, writing, Writing in Freedom, Writing Sample

A Further Complication for WIPpet Wednesday


Hello there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…but don’t leave popcorn in the center seat!

It’s time for 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 Wrayburn.

It’s been quite some time since I’ve posted here. As some of you may know, my husband was diagnosed with terminal metastatic pancreatic cancer in mid-November. His disease was swift and all-consuming, and he died on January 12, 2018.

For a while, I had no words to write. The last weeks of his life were harrowing, and the last days brutal in ways I’m not interested in sharing yet. I was exhausted, and needed to focus on just what was essential for me and the kids, ages 16 and 13. Then there was a long, long, long list of things I’d set aside or gotten behind on…

Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve been wanting to get back to the WIPpeteers. In the last few days, I’ve been longing to play with fan fiction.

And tonight’s the night. I’m posting this, and I’m doing it before midnight, even!

Now, on to the WIPpeting!

It’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of stories, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. 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.

I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my initiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!

Recap: 

Trip just got his comeuppance from Hoshi about the way he treated the new Vulcan Science Officer. Now, we see what happens next. Since it’s been so long, I’m linking my last TnT post, Wholly Illogical.

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 February 14, 2018.
  • I’m not up to considering the significance of this date, this year. So I subtracted 1-4 (using the digits of the day)…and I have 3 paragraphs to share with you.

A Further Complication

She attempted to suppress the reaction until she could meditate upon it – but he remained standing next to the display unit at the Sciences station, watching her. He rubbed a hand over his mouth, and shifted his weight and position several times, but he didn’t speak or indicate that he had any need of her attention, and so she, too, said nothing.

He was a further complication, a distraction from a duty she was uncertain she could perform in any effective way. She was also uncertain that this was not Captain Jonathan Archer’s intent – that she be rendered useless for the duration of this assignment. Perhaps she’d spend the entirety of the journey in her quarters, an unwanted passenger.

There would be peace in that – but there would also be no Commander Charles Tucker the Third.

Why does T’Pol think she has been rendered ineffective?

What does Commander Tucker intend?

Will T’Pol spend the voyage in her quarters?

Any guesses?

If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page. 

And, as always, clicking the little blue froggy above 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!

 

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A Gift From the Ocean: #SoCS for 1/20/18

Hello there, and welcome to

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.  

It’s been several weeks since I made it here. From the time my husband was diagnosed with metastatic pancreatic cancer on November 13, life became more and more about his illness and impending death, and all the millions of details that needed tending.

I’d like to say we had everything done when he died on January 12 – but I would be lying. In many ways, I will be digging us out and flying by the seat of my pants for quite some time to come, it seems.

But it’s been more than a week since Jim’s death, and I do have a better handle on where we are and what comes next, at least in the short term.  I’ve found that returning to some of my former routines helps, and so here I am, in the later part of Saturday, to share my first #SoCS post of a trying new year.  This week’s prompt was to use a word that begins with the letters “oc” – with bonus points for starting and ending with appropriate words.

As always, the standard disclaimer applies. I don’t own the characters in my fanfiction, and I earn no money for these stories. Simply a gift of love…

A Gift From the Ocean

“Oc -a -tee- oh?” Trip wiped away the delighted smile; his companion had been touchy just lately, and he’d come here to try to get on her good side…

Or into her bed, if she’d even consider that.

Probably wasn’t very logical.

T’Pol made some tiny shift in the muscles of her face, and let out her breath a hair too fast and forcefully. Sure signs of Vulcan impatience; he’d let himself get distracted by her.

Again.

“Ocotillo,” he told her, making his voice distinct and a touch slower than normal, without making any comment at all about the way she’d butchered the word. “It’s got other names – Flaming Sword, for one. I kind of like that, but I’ll bet you’d rather call it candlewood.”

“That nomenclature is illogical.” But she was stroking one of the flowers very gently, so maybe there was room in there somewhere for human fancies. She popped the bubble with her next words, though. “What is its genus species identification?”

“Fouquieria splendens.” He had a feeling that he’d made as big a mess of the Latin as she had the Spanish. But T’Pol had better manners than to point it out. She simply nodded, and Trip settled in on her bench, where he could watch the rare show of T’Pol enjoying the plant – as a scientist and a woman, at the same time.

He smiled when she set the pot down on her little meditation table. “Thank you,” she said simply.

“I thought you might like it. It’s one of your colors, after all, and it’s a desert plant, after all.” He didn’t mention that it was also both lovely and prickly, kind of like a Vulcan scientist. He wasn’t sure how she would take that.

“Take off your shirt. You arrived late, and nearly three minutes has been wasted in this discussion.”

He could be disappointed in how short-lived her interest was, but these neuropressure sessions with her were the high point of his day. She warmed her hands, and he stripped out of his shirt, shivering just a bit at the spicy-smoky scent in the air and the thought of her amazing fingers on his bare skin…

Was it just his imagination that she looked forward to it, too? That her fingers trembled just the tiniest bit when she touched him? She had started letting him try out what she showed him on her, and, when he did, he thought her body quivered, too, low and deep inside her.

Did all that add up to attraction? Or desire?

He just didn’t know.

But, as T’Pol’s fingers played a symphony with his nerves, and Trip relaxed more and more into the touch, and her quiet candlelit nest, he noticed that she kept pausing to look over at the little potted ocotillo plant, and her touch would feather across his skin for a second, before she settled back into the familiar pressure.

Trip Tucker was an engineer. He didn’t know yet what all that meant, but he knew it wasn’t just business, and he was willing to bet it meant that she liked the gift he’d brought her – the same way she’d liked the peaches he brought her last week. But was it the gifts – or the person bringing them? Did he mean anything to her, besides being a colleague in need of her assistance?

Well, he was an engineer, and he could find out. She liked the taste of peaches; maybe they reminded her of Vulcan fruit. She liked the octotillo, but that was a desert plant.

Next time, he was going to bring her something she couldn’t mistake for being from home. He was going to bring her a gift from the ocean.

Will Trip bring T’Pol a gift from the ocean?

If he does, how will she react?

Any guesses?

Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G. Hill over at Life in Progress. Stop by and see this week’s entries, and maybe even add your own.

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Surprises for #SoCS (A day late)

Standard disclaimer:

 I don’t own them; I don’t profit from them. They just tell me to write, and I do as ordered. They both outrank me, after all!

Surprises

“Which is it, T’Pol?”  Trip put his hands on his hips and got too close; that always seemed to trigger her a little, but, just like these dust-ups they seemed to keep on having, herkind of got the feeling that she liked it as much as he did.

She straightened her spine – how the hell did she manage to make it straighter than it already was? What the hell kind of witch was she, and what was going to happen if Starfleet Command ever saw her doing that? Probably have every human in Starfleet breaking their backs trying to do the same thing.

“Commander Tucker.”

“Yeah?” He sent the shiver of arousal at the way she said his name right back to her; her eyes were zeroed in on him, just him, and he wanted to keep them that way. Woman had the sexiest damn eyes – not quite as dark as they looked in a jazz club on a Tuesday night, and he thought he could get lost in the little flecks of green and gold –

“You are obstructing my path, and preventing me from determining the answer to your query.”

Damn. Her chin was up, and she enunciated each word. He could tell she was getting “agitated,” as she put it. If he pushed her any further now, he was going to push her away, and he didn’t want that.

No, he didn’t want that at all.

What he wanted was to get a hell of a lot closer to his Vulcan Surprise Package, now that they were both officially assigned to the same ship.  And that meant unwrapping a few surprises of his own.

He faux-glared at her for another second and a half, then shrugged. “Well, since I’m apparently just getting in your way, Sub-commander, the station is all yours. Never mind that this is Engineering, and I’m the Chief Engineer, since I’m sure you were playing with more complicated toys than this before you cut your first tooth –“

“I have never injured my teeth, Commander Tucker. And you are still blocking my access to the diagnostic display.”

“Well, then – I guess I’ll just go get a sandwich, since I’m not needed here.” He spun around and walked off, but turned to face her way when he went down the ladder. She was still standing in the same place, but she’d turned her head to watch him go, and it was a little tipped in that adorable way that said that just maybe he’d surprised her.

Trip started to whistle, imagining how much more surprised she was going to be when he brought her back a cup of chamomile tea.

This Star Trek: Enterprise TnT fan fiction is brought to you courtesy of Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, where this week’s prompt was “Which/witch/wich;” beginning with “Which”, and using all three versions, but NOT the old “Which witch is which.” As always, no editing (beyond typos).

You can find more of my fan fiction on my ff.net page.

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Wholly Illogical for WIPpet Wednesday

 

Hello there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…but don’t leave popcorn in the center seat!

It’s time again 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 Wrayburn.

I’m running into the last possible hour to post this and still have it be Wednesday where I live.  I’ve got a good reason…I went shopping with Lise, who needed cooler-weather clothing. We had lunch a at local coffee shop Professor Java’s, where she loves the BLTs and fizzy pink lemonade.

We had a great time, and she found things she can be excited to wear through the coming months.

But now, on to the WIPpeting!

It’s time for another installment of my TnT fan fiction story, adapted from Humanity’s Enterprise. It’s a patchwork of stories, written in different styles, at different times, and for different projects. 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.

I’ve decided to use this story, once revision gets to a point I’m comfortable with, as my initiation into Wattpad. So please don’t hesitate to let me know if something’s not working for you – it will make a better story in the long run!

Recap

Trip just got his comeuppance from Hoshi about the way he treated the new Vulcan Science Officer. Now, we switch back to T’Pol’s POV to see what happens next.

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 October 25, 2017.
  • I have 3 sentences for you today. Why three? I subtracted the first digit of the day from the second: 5-2=3.

Wholly Illogical

T’Pol listened to the conversation between Commander Tucker and the Communications Officer – Ensign Hoshi Sato, according to the documentation Starfleet had provided to Ambassador Soval. She was uncertain she understood the human subtext, but the young woman was apparently attempting to protect her from poor treatment – a misguided emotional response, perhaps, as how the Chief Engineer and the Captain chose to interact with her was of no importance as regarded her orders from the Vulcan High Command.

Then Commander Tucker – Trip – appeared beside her station, and his scent precipitated a response within her that was wholly illogical.

Will T’Pol reveal her reaction to Trip’s scent?

What does Commander Tucker intend?

What are T’Pol’s orders from the Vulcan High Command?

Any guesses?

If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page.

And, as always, clicking the little blue froggy above 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!