It's another fantastic day, with fantastic goings-on. It's a Weekend Writing Warriors day, filled with all manner of writing to get your brain percolating. As I type these words, I am just salivating, thinking about all the great snippets I'm going to read as I hop around the web. Snippets that will make me laugh, snippets that will make me cry, and snippets that will make me blush! Are you still a bit confused about what I'm speaking of? Then click the link above, and all will become clear!
This week, I'm sharing eight more lines with you from my WIP. I have skipped over all kinds of things that show you what's happening with some of the other characters in the story. I've taken up with Ravyn and her mother waking up the morning after the nasty unpleasantness with the Mara and the heroic antics of His Nibs. Lareina had slept through the whole thing, and we start off with Ravyn speaking.
“Mom, you ready to get going?”
Lareina rubbed the grit from her eyes. “I think I actually got some rest last night. Did it all go well?”
“Yeah, everything went fine,” Ravyn mumbled as she shoved the empty wine skin into her pack.
Lareina gazed at her for a moment. “The wine skin’s empty? Ravyn, I know we’ve been under a lot of stress, and I know drinking can make a person sort of relax and feel like their troubles are not as bad as they seem, but it’s a temporary fix, and drinking too much makes it difficult to think clearly…”
A big old heartfelt thank you to all veterans, those still alive, and those that watch over us as angels. Your sacrifice is precious, and not in vain. God bless.