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.
Umm, hi there!
You can’t see me right now, but, if you could, you’d know that I’m hanging my head a little.
I’ve been abysmal at answering comments, and not much better at getting around to visit my fellow WIPpeteers.
This Rest of Life thing, you know. I hope to do better this week, but right now…
As you read this, I’m getting close to my 65,000 word CampNaNoWriMo drafting goal for The Last House, my Kifo Island prequel WIP project. I actually thought that would be enough to finish the novel, as that’s midrange for the six Kifo books I’ve already drafted. This year, I’m using The Story Toolkit for the first time*, and that’s opened up some new possibilities as I move from three-act to four-act structure.
Which means that the book is going to be longer…maybe even edging up toward 100K territory, and I’m going to follow this through, and see where I go, because it’s already taken me to places I never expected…but which fits the theme even better than I planned, and with a great deal more nuance and feeliness…
*I’ve chosen a new method each year for the past four years, incorporating the best aspects of each into a hybrid plotting toolbox that I can adapt according to my needs.
But you’re not here to listen to me talk about plotting methods, are you? I know you…
You’re here for another installment of a sassy TnT fan fiction story!
T’Pol ordered me to tell you all that making “heart eyes” at her mate is not only illogical (he’s not even in this scene!) but also dangerous. If you don’t believe that, she would find it most agreeable to demonstrate…
Any questions? =)
Today’s snippet comes from 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.
For those who are impatient – don’t worry…we’ll get T’Pol to Enterprise.
Ambassador Soval has just handed T’Pol a personal data device. Now, his thoughts on this…
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.
Today is April 26, 2017. Well – it could be the 27th, by the time this posts…
I subtracted the first digit of the date from the second, unless I did that for yesterday’s date, and have 4 paragraphs for you today.
Unlikely to Suffice
Soval watched as his young kinswoman took the three prescribed cleansing breaths taught to all Vulcan children as the first and most essential key to emotional control. It was evident that the discipline didn’t entirely provide the calm she sought, although T’Pol attained an acceptable level of outer impassivity. The tension that remained indicated a need for meditation; however, meditation would be unlikely to suffice, once she began her review of the material the device contained.
It might be more comfortable for T’Pol to view the contents in private, but there were things Soval must know, before she departed with the Terrans. It was quite possible that the mission would succeed or fail based upon her reactions, and therefore logic dictated that his acquisition of that information must have precedence over her emotional response.
“This data device contains translations of the material Starfleet has provided the Consulate regarding Enterprise’s command structure, as well as the schedule for your pre-departure preparations and protocol for the duration of this assignment.” As Soval expected, T’Pol engaged the device at once, and began to access the personnel files he had placed in primary position. “Study it carefully; you must be prepared to assume your duties immediately upon reaching the ship.”
T’Pol proceeded to the second entry in the directory, and her pheromones released as she exhaled in a harsh, uncontrolled gasp
What’s spurred T’Pol’s reaction?
Why did Soval expect an emotional response from her?
Will this help or hinder Enterprise’s mission?
If you enjoyed this snippet, and want something more before next Wednesday (or maybe Thursday…), you can pop over to my fanfiction.net page, or go directly to Loveuary Drabbles, where you will find bite-sized, 100 word stories written to prompts. These were so much fun to write, I’ll be doing another series of these in May, based on my short story, “Cowled”.
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!