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The Ways of Mirth and Joy 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.

Hi there, fellow WIPpeteers – and, to those just along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…and enjoy the journey!

I wasn’t here last week. On Tuesday, we had our first appointment with my husband’s oncologist, and the social worker who will help us on the journey that comes after a terminal diagnosis.

We’re still wrapping our minds, and our lives, around this.

And, with all of this, I still have stories I need to create and tell. It’s a constant in my life when so much else is changing.

So, here’s a days’ old segment of Among the Firestars, my epic fantasy NaNoWriMo novel-in-progress.

I’m roughly at the midpoint, and my MC is having a riddle-laden conversation with an old woman with a most surprising story to tell…

And that’s all the context I’m giving for today’s snippet.

On to the WIPpeting!

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is November 22, 2017.
  • I have 5 sentences for you today. My “fuzzy math” is: 2+0+1+7=10. 1=1+2 (for November0. There are 2 2’s in the numeral 22; I’m using that as a sign that the 10 must by divided by 2, equaling 5.

The Ways of Mirth and Joy

Synnis laughed her rich laugh; this one bounced around the corners and reached out into the sky in the same breath. That seemed to swell it within her; she laughed all the longer and harder, until she wiped at eyes that had grown wet with it, and her breath sounded as a hunter back from a threeday’s hard running.

Mayhap it meant something that she could be witness to this woman’s laughter, and yet nay even smile. Mayhap it was Kaivelt’s echoes within her; he had nay the knack of easy smiles or simple laughter, they must be coaxed out of him with great effort.

Or mayhap it was that she herself had lost the ways of mirth and joy.

Who is Synnis?

Who is the observer?

Has she lost the ways of mirth and joy?

If so, can she find them again?

Any guesses?

If you’re missing my TnT fan fiction, and want more before they return from shore leave next month, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page anytime and stock up. =D

 

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Tangled and Useless 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 friends!

I’m so glad you came along for the ride – welcome! Hop in, get comfy…and enjoy the journey!

It’s been an – eventful week. I’m not ready to discuss, but events have led to some serious shuffling of priorities and timelines – and I don’t see that changing much for the near future, at least.

So, while I was going to bring a brand-new segment of Among the Firestars, my epic fantasy NaNoWriMo novel, I’ve yet to add any new words today, so far. So, instead, I’m sharing 8 sentences of my main character’s fever-dream…

I could give you context for this story…but I think it’s more fun if I don’t, so…

On to the WIPpeting!

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is November 8, 2017.
  • I have 8 sentences for you today, for the day.

Tangled and Useless

It was he, in Kaivelt’s guise, taking from her that which she meant only for her Solemate. He was a Usurper; he took what was nay his and seeded her with his poisoned blood, so that she produced nay the beginning of her Line, but instead a tiny, twisted babe who never drew breath, never roused for his Welcoming…

Tacivaar had usurped her. As the talons and fangs of the Usurpers’ machines rent the world-mother’s skin, and drove in their anguish, so had Tacivaar pierced her while wearing Kaivelt’s guise, leading her back to the maze each time she found some hint or shadow of his true form –

Was it Kaivelt, or Tacivaar, who wanted her now?

Which of them was coming for her? She saw both, intertwined as the pattern of one of Rachyl’s weavings. What if to pull them apart was to undo her, and leave her as nothing but the strands, tangled and useless to all, even herself?

Who is having the dream?

Who are Tacivaar and Kaively?

Why is she having these dreams?

Any guesses?

If you’re missing my TnT fan fiction, and want more before they return from shore leave next month, you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page for an all-hours buffet. =D .

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November Foundations: #ROW80 #12WeekYear Midweek Update 5

Hey there!

As we bid farewell to October, I was sitting at a local Denny’s with several members of my local NaNoWriMo region, beginning the new month and the new challenge with a writing sprint.

It’s a good way to start a month, and a good way to pile up some early words as an insurance policy, since life inevitably happens until it doesn’t.

There have been some months when I’ve made it my goal to surge through those 50,000 words as fast as I can (once in just 10 days, which was at once exhilarating and exhausting)

This year, I have a lot of things going on. Since I’d like to close out both my first 12 Week Year and 2017 with a cleaner slate and more breathing room, I’m aiming for a maintenance word count most days…somewhere between the 1,668 I need to make my goal, and about 3,000, which is an amount I can do in a less than three hours if the words are there, but which won’t make me unavailable for the rest of life.

I’m making a few exceptions. I’ll be attending two writing sprints each Sunday, so I may top 3K those days. Also, this Saturday is NaNo’s Double Up Day, with a goal to double donations and word counts, and I’ll be attending a four-hour write-in (and trying for the double). And on Tuesday nights, our fantastic, forward thinking Municipal Liaison, Shannon Kauderer, has set us up with NaNo’s new chat feature, so we’ll be having online sprints then.

So Sundays and Tuesdays will be my only high-NaNo-intensity days.

If all goes well, that should leave me with five days a week to focus more on other parts of this Action Plan, and those that follow it.

I should have some idea how it’s going by the end of next week, when I hit the halfway mark in my inaugural 12 Week Year, and take stock of my overall progress toward my goals. If necessary, I’ll make adjustments then.

Are you participating in NaNo?

If so, why?

If not, are there other writing challenges you enjoy?

Relationships, Family, and Home:

Beta Readings:

Complete two chapters Stained; one Spellfire, until both are complete. Weeks: 5-12.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Hometending:

Complete five hometending rounds in study; three in bedroom; and one on porch: Weeks 56.

  • Study: 2/5 completed.
  • Week 5 Progress: about 25%

Homeschooling:

 Facilitate Jeremiah’s driving practice thrice weekly, weather dependent: Weeks 5-9.

  • Jeremiah drove from our home to the nearest large town 10 miles away, by night. Gaining confidence on state routes and 4-lane highways. 1/3
  • Week 5 Progress: 33%

Draft Lises’s first quarter report: Week 5.

  • Arts, Practical Arts, Music, Health and Safety, Physical Education, and Attendance completed; 10/10
  • Realized at this point it’s not due till Dec. 1; but close enough to done that I’m going to proof, revise,  and submit.
  • Week 5 Action COMPLETED!

Draft Miah’s first quarter report: Weeks 5-6.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Professional/Financial:

Ongoing Learning:

DIY-MFA Pixels to Platform:

Complete Module One:  Week 5.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Complete Module Two: Week 7.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Slaying SEO:

Spend 3 hours/week on class materials: Weeks 5-7.

  • 15 min/ 3 hours.
  • Week 5 Progress: About 8%

How t0 Revise Your Novel:

Complete three hours of lessons, using “On Any Tuesday Night.” Weeks 5-12.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

New Writing:

Among the Firestars:

Complete Plotting elements through Act One Beat Sheet (can skip steps as indicated): Week 5.

  • Antagonist Sheets: 5/5 sheets completed; 6/22 sections total; skipping 7 for now.
  • Character Arc: 5/7 sheets completed; Section 8/22 in progress.
  • Week 5 Progress: About 35%

Complete 6,668 words of rough draft: Week 5.

  • Although I have words written, my cutoff for Wednesday’s update is 12AM, so they’ll appear on the next update.
  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

OctPoWriMo 2017:

Complete poems 29-31. Week 5.

  • Poem 31/31
  • GOAL COMPLETED! Time to celebrate!

Chef Bluebeard:

Adapt media schedule: Week 5.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Find/contact holiday venues as indicated; contact total of 4 businesses for POS sales. Weeks 5-6.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Health, Fitness, and Spirituality:

Samsung Health:

Complete 5K Week 8: Week 5.

 Made up run from Monday, Oct. 30. Struggled with the 20 minute jogging interval.

  • Week 5 Progress: 33%

Tai chi, yoga, and reiki:

Tai chi: Attend class  at least weekly; either Monday evening, or Tuesday and/or Thursday afternoons: Weeks 5-12.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Attend a drop in yoga class at ReVibe: By Week 7.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Mindful Eating:

Eat two vegetable based meals/snacks; Wednesday/Friday: Week 5.

  • Week 5 Progress: 0%

Personal Expression:

Purchase snow gloves: Week 5.

  • I don’t have gloves yet, but I have possibilities. I’ll need to go to a large local mall to return the Torrid bra, and there is an LL Bean store in the same mall. I’ll look for gloves there, or, alternatively, I can use a Kohl’s gift card that came in the mail this weekend.
  • Week 5 Progress: 10%

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One Short Syllable for #WeWriWa #8Sunday

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors’ Eight Sentence Sunday – the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! We’ve got a variety of genres and talented writers just waiting for you to come sample our wordy wares.  Come read one, or all!

If you’re inclined to share your own 8-10 sentence snippet, follow the link and sign up. It’s a great community to be a part of! =D

“Monday Morning Coffee”  has been with me since I was sixteen. A local boy with schizophrenia wandered away from his family at a large outdoor event. Several days later, he was found, deceased.

From that story came this one – the connection might not be clear to anyone but me – but it’s there.

Context:


Rose is at work on a Monday morning, feeling inspiration in the form of a newspaper rose.

 One Short Syllable

I’ll put Jeremy’s rose right by my lamp, to inspire me…

Above, in the livelier parts of the library, students and faculty mingle with the other librarians – the ones I’ve never paid much attention to.

Up above, right now, is life, and possibility.  That’s something I can tell Jeremy when I see him on Friday, before I ask all the questions already boiling over in my mind. The flower, and the story of how it came to me, are things I can talk about, with the others…

I pick up Jeremy’s paper rose, and head upstairs, humming “Red Rubber Ball”.  I see one of my colleagues wiping down tables – Fred? Brad? Matt?  I only know that it’s one short syllable.

What does Rose intend to do now?

Will she remember her colleague’s name?

Where will the rose lead Rose?

Any guesses?

 “Monday Morning Coffee” was originally published in the 2015 edition of World Unknown Review.  Since I retain all rights beyond first publication, I intend to revise the story and use it as my initial self-published offering.

As I type this on Thursday evening, NaNoWriMo is figuratively breathing down my neck, looking over my shoulder, and I’m still in the planning/early plotting stages of my WIP-to-be.

I’m not overly concerned, though. Each step in my hybridized process yields new insights and inspirations, and gets me a little more into the story world, so that my mind is priming itself for the journey ahead. I’m a discovery writer, anyway. Even when I have a well-developed plot, at some point the characters will just decide to go their own ways, and – poof! Before I know it, everything is different, and almost always for the better.

I’ll keep on going until November 1 – and then we’ll see.

Until then, may you and yours find joy!

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Like a Promise  for #WeWriWa #8Sunday

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors’ Eight Sentence Sunday!

It’s the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! We’ve got a variety of genres and talented writers just waiting for you to come sample their wordy wares.  Come read one, or all!

If you’re inclined to share your own 8-10 sentence snippet, follow the link and sign up. It’s a great community to be a part of! =D

“Monday Morning Coffee”  has been with me since I was sixteen. A local boy with schizophrenia wandered away from his family at a large outdoor event. Several days later,  he was found, deceased.

From that story came this one – the connection might not be clear to anyone but me – but it’s there.

Context:


Rose is at work on a Monday morning, contemplating Jeremy and the nature of her own humanity – or perhaps, lack thereof…

Like a Promise

I’m like her, here – the nameless, faceless Very Tame Dragon in her lair, seldom surfacing, seldom seen.

I read the letter again, focusing on what it says about that thorny hundred dollar bill:

“The money, I leave you as a gift; do with it what you will.  I have less need of it than you might suspect.”

This week stretches ahead, suddenly alive with possibility. Jeremy’s money sits on my bare desk like a promise. Maybe I’ll find a pretty blotter –  I loved those as a little girl.

What will Rose do with the money Jeremy gave her?

Where did that money come from?

Can she learn to embrace her own humanity?

Any guesses?

 “Monday Morning Coffee” was originally published in the 2015 edition of World Unknown Review.  Since I retain all rights beyond first publication, I intend to revise the story and use it as my initial self-published offering.

I was away much of last week, and never quite got to the point of pulling together an #8sunday post. My husband and I spent four days in Maine – a mini-romantic getaway that was the first one we’ve had since we became parents a little over 16 years ago.

Now I’m back, recharged and ready for new challengeslike NaNoWriMo

Until then, may you and yours find joy!

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I Was Human for #WeWriWa #8Sunday

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors’ Eight Sentence Sunday!

It’s the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! We’ve got a variety of genres and talented writers just waiting for you to come sample their wordy wares. Come read one, or all!

If you’re inclined to share your own 8-10 sentence snippet, follow the link and sign up. It’s a great community to be a part of! =D

Monday Morning Coffee” has been with me since I was sixteen. A local boy with schizophrenia wandered away from his family at a large outdoor event. Several days later, he was found, deceased.

From that story came this one – the connection might not be clear to anyone but me – but it’s there.

Context:


Rose is at work on a Monday morning, contemplating Jeremy and the nature of her own humanity – or perhaps, lack thereof…

I Was Human

I know I’ll go to Scrimshaw on Friday – but this is only Monday, and it’s not even nine o’clock yet. My Monday life has been empty – my entire life, really. Each morning, I slink past my colleagues upstairs, and hide myself down here, as though I have no place or business in the rest of the library. I can’t even recall their names.

I was human in the train station with Jeremy. But I haven’t been, here.

Now I’m noticing and thinking, not hiding. I remember the woman I sat beside at the station, the way her painted drawstring mouth cinched up her closed face.

What will Rose find when she meets Jeremy at Scrimshaw?

Can she learn to be human at work?

Is she too much like the woman at the station?

Any guesses?

Monday Morning Coffee” was originally published in the 2015 edition of World Unknown Review.Since I retain all rights beyond first publication, I intend to revise the story and use it as my initial self-published offering.

It’s been a busy week in Shan-land. Last Friday, my best friend and I took a day trip to Lenox, Massachusetts. Saturday was a relative’s housewarming party – a beautiful, big place by a glacier-carved lake. Sunday, we were along the Erie Canal for our last week at the Waterford Harbor Farmer’s Market, and Monday, we closed out the season at our local library’s market, as well.

Because I had a cold last week and missed two workouts in my 5K training program, I’ve gone for a walk/jog every day this week to catch up. I attained that goal today (Thursday, as I type this), and tomorrow I’ll be able to do my on-time workout to close out the week.

The kids and I also have plans to go see the new My Little Pony movie tomorrow, and then I’ll be gearing up for a weekend that includes both a swap meet/motorcycle show, and a fall festival. And next week is a whole other adventure; I’ll share the details of that next weekend.

Until then, may you and yours find joy!

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Of Battenberg Lace for #WeWriWa #8Sunday

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors’ Eight Sentence Sunday!

It’s the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! We’ve got a variety of genres and talented writers just waiting for you to come sample their wordy wares. Come read one, or all!

If you’re inclined to share your own 8-10 sentence snippet, follow the link and sign up. It’s a great community to be a part of! =D

Monday Morning Coffee” has been with me since I was sixteen. A local boy with schizophrenia wandered away from his family at a large outdoor event. Several days later, he was found, deceased.

From that story came this one – the connection might not be clear to anyone but me – but it’s there.

Context:


Rose is at work on a Monday morning, contemplating the gift given to her by a shabbily dressed man, and beginning to see her m life in new ways….

Of Battenberg Lace

How can Jeremy afford to eat there, or have this kind of money, and claim not to need it?

Another question –

Why have I spent so many days hunched and huddled away in this desolate little office?

Jeremy created beauty, in only a few moments, with only a newspaper and his skills. I have time and abundance, and yet, this space is devoid of character. What did that say, about me?

I’ve never before imagined what my office could be. There’s a window high up in this basement – it’s bare, but I can reach it, and there’s a shelf beneath where I could place potted flowers. Curtains would add softness. I’ve always been fond of Battenburg lace…

What makes Jeremy and Rose so different?

Will Rose act on her new ideas?

Will she meet Jeremy again?

Why does he want to meet her there?

Any guesses?

Monday Morning Coffee” was originally published in the 2015 edition of World Unknown Review. Since I retain all rights beyond first publication, I intend to revise the story and use it as my initial self-published offering.

I’m running a bit earlier this week. I’d love to say it’s that I’ve gotten everything into order, and things are ticking along like a train on the track….but if I did, I’d be giving you a second work of fiction.

Honestly, it’s that I’m not likely to have time or focus to do this tomorrow or Saturday, as I’ll be spending both days away from home – exploring cafes with my best-friend-since-forever; and then a homecoming party.

Then, Sunday and Monday, we’ve got the final markets at two of our venues. It’s going to seem strange not going there each week – but next weekend, our round of fall festivals, craft fairs, and even a large swap meet kick into a higher gear for the next several weeks.

We’re also expanding a bit. I’m experimenting with adding some writing to what we offer, and we’ll also be launching our “gift buckets” – an actual royal blue bucket with either 3 or 5 sauces. We can make a few ahead, or make them custom to guests’ tastes.

But first – posting this, and finally getting around to those visits I’ve been trying to make all week!


Until we meet again, may you and yours be well!

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