WeWriWa - a sad song filled the air

Jeepers, Creepers, I've got good reads for your peepers.  Jeepers, Creepers...WeWriWa's the place for your eyes!  Oh I sure do love the month of October and all the fun it entails!  But I also love each and every Sunday, no matter the month.  Because all over the globe, fantastic authors post eight to ten sentences, tidy little snippets of their work, just to share with the likes of you and me.  You never know what kind of clever you will find.  For their are all styles of writing and many different genres to choose from.  So, if you'd like more than my mere share...click the link above.  Trust me, it's like...magic!

I skipped ahead a bit from last week.  I'm still posting from Return of the Crown, just so you can meet Ravyn and Blade in their earlier days.  They have escaped down the cliff and are now heading through the forest. 

As noon neared, a sad song filled the air.  It was unlike anything Ravyn or Blade had ever heard, as if someone were playing a mournful tune on a trumpet.  They followed the music to a clearing in the trees.  The sound rose from a deep pit in the ground.  They leaned forward, peering down.

      A unicorn stallion stood alone, head hung low.  Spying them, the snow-white unicorn tossed its head, the woeful tune changing.  Rising in a wild crescendo, its song shrilled in rage.

So, you've met Ena my favorite dragon in past posts.  Now, you are meeting another friend of mine!  Hope your week has been wonderful.  I've been having fun getting ready for Halloween.  Check out my pumpkin torch project : )

WeWriWa - I have a plan

I'm ready to give a warrior whoop!  It's that time again for WeWriWa.  The weekly blog hop that allows you to sample the writing style of so many incredible authors.  Eight sentences of literary joy at a time, that's what you get!  Click on the above link to find more of my fellow authors, or to find out how you can join, because the more the merrier!

Last week Ravyn and Blade had reunited after a very long separation.  But, they are on the middle of a cliff face, some very nasty people are chasing them, and they need to figure out how to get down.  After last week's embrace, Blade has taken a moment to survey their options.

The ledge they were standing on overhung the cliff below.  Lying on his stomach, he looked over the edge.  Rising he winked at Ravyn.  “I have a plan.” 

Grabbing the lip of the cliff, he swung over the edge, hanging for a moment. Then his hands slipped free, and he was gone.  Ravyn gasped, then heard, “Ravyn, there’s a large ledge here.  Swing over, and I’ll catch you.”

^{Thanks for swinging by and checking in.  Any opinions or thoughts?  I'd love to hear them!  Last week, my word color choices were like a candy corn...this week?  A pumpkin.  I'm in the mood for Halloween!!!!}

WeWriWa - Hallelujah

I feel like singing the Hallelujah Chorus today.  For I have been absent from posting to WeWriWa for a good long time, but here I am today...with eight sentences from Return of the Crown.  So, without further ado, though you can hum a little Handel if you feel so inspired, here's eight sentences just a bit further from where we left off last time (Blade was down climbing a steep cliff trying to find Ravyn, who he hasn't seen in 10 years or so).

Ravyn held her breath as Blade began edging across the cliff wall.  It looked impassable.  But Blade's hands moved from crack to crack and nub to nub, denying gravity's desire to take effect.  Never once did his feet slip from the tiny rim of rock jutting out from the cliff face.  He slid across the rock as if he were water. 

Before she knew it, he was standing in front of her.  His arms wrapped around her, and they were both weeping with joy.  Tears sprang to her eyes, and Ravyn lost herself in the safety of his arms.

What do you think?  I know many of you thought Ravyn was a bit harsh with our Selkie friend Seamus, but Blade's got some skills : )  I look forward to skipping through your eight sentence shares!  And now as I glance at the colorful words on my page, I've got a hankering for something...Candy corn!!!

WeWriWa - Which one led to Ravyn

Welcome to another Sunday post.  Which means it's time for Weekend Writing Warriors!  A blog hop every week, where writer's from all walks of genre's post eight lines from their published work...or if you're lucky sneak peeks into their WIP's.  Click the above link to find out more about how to join, or to find other author's works to sample!

Last week, I ended my snippet run from my WIP.  I decided you all need some of where this story started.  Ravyn and Blade's beginnings.  Then you might understand why that Seamus just doesn't have what it takes to win this girl's heart.  So...here's where Blade and Ravyn are reintroduced to each other after years of separation.  Ravyn had been kidnapped by Zelera's thugs and she managed to escape.  Blade is looking to make a rescue : )

Looking down from the summit of the mountain, Blade noticed three openings below him in the back of the rock face. Which one led to Ravyn? He spotted a ledge some fifty feet down that gave him access to a cave, and a short traverse would lead him to a second cave if the first proved to be a dead end.

Noting the large handholds on the rock, he decided to climb down rather than use his rope to rappel. He grabbed onto the lip with his hands as he lowered his legs over the edge. His toe found purchase on a modest nub - a vertical crack ran down the rock. He jammed his fist into it, flexing his hand against the rough granite to create a very safe hold.

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WeWriWa - "You are incorrigible..."

I'm baaaacckkk!  Didja miss me?  I had a kid home from college for a very few short days (anything less than a months visit is waaayyy too short!).  Then, I needed to go out of town to visit my momma in law.  So...I took a break.  But I can't stay away from all you lovelies, I just can't!

Welcome to my little corner of the world on a day when I'm sharing eight lines from my WIP with the Weekend Writing Warriors (and you, if you aren't one of them).  What's that?  Want to know how to become a raving warrior of literary bodaciousness?  Then click...here!  

I left off with Ravyn and Lareina coming clean with Selkies Murphy and Seamus as to who they are.  Seamus had his heart broken, but Ravyn knows they have to get off the island, so skipping a few lines and moving forward to finish this section of work we start with Ravyn speaking...

...Is there really no boat on this island,” asked Ravyn. She shifted her weight from side to side, anxious to get moving.

“There’s really no boat. What need have we for a boat?” Seamus took a sip of his wine, his eyes sparkled as he glanced at Ravyn, a big grin spreading across his cheeks. “I kissed the Princess, and the Princess kissed me!”

Ravyn shook her head, her dark hair swishing across her shoulders. “You are incorrigible.”  

WeWriWa - The lad needs a lass

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors!  Sunday is a day to post eight lines of work from something published or in progress.  Then you follow the link above to a grand list of authors and hop, hop, hop.  Reading their offerings, and giving critique and kudo's as you go.  You never know what type of writing you'll find.  There's something for everyone, so join on in!

I'm still hanging out with Ravyn, Lareina, Murphy and Seamus.  Ravyn has just told the men, if they get off the island, there are ladies a-plenty out in the world for them to meet.  Murphy answers...


      He shook his head, “I was born on this wee island, and spent me whole life here; I’d be lost elsewhere.”  
      He looked at his son, who sat staring out the window to the sea. “But, the lad needs a lass. Maybe I’ll let him go, someday.”
      Seamus turned to his dad, excitement sparkling in his eyes, “Da, ya mean it? Can we go?”
      “I’ll nae leave, but you can my boy.”

So...anyone up to watch the meteor shower?

WeWriWa - But Why the Lies?

Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful.  To WeWriWa here we go, click the links, words will flow, comments grow!  I love this time of year, and Weekend Writing Warriors is the gift that keeps on giving.  You are able to share works that are in progress or published with fellow readers and authors, you are able to read other's literary works, and everyone shares insight and opinion as well as kudos with each other.  So very glad WeWriWa is year-round, not just once a year : )

Last week, we left off with Lareina explaining to our handsome Selkie men, why they were in trouble.  You know, with Lareina's sister Zelera stealing the young prince Kes, and making off with him, sending a Kraken to attack the ladies boat, that kind of thing.  We pick up with Murphy speaking first...   



     “Sounds like ye’ve got a bit of trouble on your hands, tis true.” The scowl on Murphy’ face softened, “But why the lies?”
     “Murphy, you gentlemen saw damsels in distress. You thought we’d fall head over heels for our rescuers, especially with those talented eyes of yours. You’ve been lonely, you found someone to care for…”
      His shoulders sagged, “Aye, we thought our solitude a thing of the past.”
     “You don’t have to live alone,” Ravyn piped up.   "Take a trip to Aigerach; there are ladies a-plenty to catch your eye.”

WeWriWa - I know, hard to believe

Welcome to WeWriWa here on my little blog.  The fun Sunday blog hop that gives you the chance to read snippets from a variety of talented authors in a splendiferous plentitude of genres.  There's bound to be something you like.  Just click the above link to learn more about how to join in the fun!

I skipped ahead a bit this week, not much, but I felt like moving forward a bit : )  Seamus and Murphy have just been let down by the ladies, who have not been under their Selkie charm like they thought.  The men have just learned the ladies' true identities.

Seamus sank down on his stool; he ran his hand back through his shock of red hair. “You’re the Princess?”

Ravyn grinned, shrugging her shoulders, “I know, hard to believe.”

Lareina placed her hand on the table, steadying herself.  “Zelera has returned from Rasport, and she’s stolen my son.” She took a deep breath before proceeding. “We were in that little fishing boat, pursuing her and my son when the Kraken attacked. No doubt she set it on us, and she'll know we are here; we have to get off this island.”

I am heading up to the foothills to support my local Christmas Tree Farmers : )  It's a tradition for our family to head up the weekend after Thanksgiving to tromp through all the trees, and find the very best.  Sometimes we do a lot of hiking about and there's a bit of wrangling going on too, till we all agree which little beauty gets to come home.  I will get myself around to everyone's site as soon as I can though, I promise I'll make some time : )  Have a wonderful start of the Christmas Season!

WeWriWa - ...but you're nothing but a liar.

For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

I am thankful for each and every friend I have made on my weekly warrior adventure!  You all are fantastic committed folks that I am proud to know.  I fully appreciate the time you take to read and comment.  Follow the link to WeWriWa if you want to know more about this wonderful group of writer's and how to join. 

Last week, we left off with Ravyn telling Seamus that she is capable of using magic, and is safe from his seductive Selkie charms...

     A tear trickled down Seamus’s cheek, the look of betrayal cut Ravyn like a knife. “I truly love you,” he whispered, “but you’re nothing but a liar.”
     “You’re right,” Ravyn sighed, “I’ve lied to you from the start. I felt my reasons justified. But, I see there is no rationale in breaking your heart.”
      Murphy pushed away from the table, his chair scudding hard across the wooden plank floor. “Have your affections been false as well,” he growled at Lareina, his eyes stormy and dark.

In order for me to be off with my family on Thursday, I have to work today.  I will make my way through the list though, you can count on that.  Have a wonderful Thanksgiving Day my friends!

WeWriWa - But...

Wow, it's mid-November already!  Weather is getting cooler, nights are growing longer, and those authors are working themselves to the bone to complete NaNoWriMo.  But, today...it's Warrior day.  A day to share eight lines of work, published or in progress, and to visit others who have done the same.  For all the rules and how to join in the fun, click here!

I was missing in action last weekend...Disneyland beckoned and we heeded the call.  But, the weekend before left us with Ravyn telling Seamus, she wasn't the girl for him.  (And after he'd gotten such a lovely dinner made and was all excited to celebrate.)  The first voice in this conversation is Seamus, followed by Ravyn's response.

“But…”

“No, let me finish. I know that you Selkie men are irresistible. Your magic pulls on women’s heartstrings. I should be, would be, completely and blissfully under your spell. But, there’s something about me you should know. I do know about magic, about working with the Light. I've made myself safe from your charms…”

Poor Seamus...

All my NaNo friends, I hope this month is going well for you.  You are about halfway through, you can do it!  Good luck, and keep those pencils scribbling, or those fingers tapping away at the keys!

WeWriWa - I thought I could do this...

Happy extra hour of sleep day : )  And a Happy Weekend Writing Warrior Day to you too!  Follow the link to find out how to participate, or to read more snippets from a great list of talented authors writing in a plethora of genres.

I've skipped ahead a bit this week...they are still at their celebratory meal...or so the men think.  Let's see what Ravyn has to say...

Ravyn took a sip, and when she looked up, she found Seamus leaning forward on his stool, eyes dancing across her face, waiting. Her dry mouth ached as she contemplated the lies that lay silent behind her lips. She took a deep breath. “Okay, I thought I could do this, but I can’t...”

“Ravyn my love, what can you nae do?”

Ravyn stood, and placed her glass down on the table. She pulled the pearl Seamus had given her out of her pocket and placed it in his hand. “Seamus, you are a wonderful man who deserves a wonderful lady, but it’s not me.”

 I am not doing Nano this year.  I had too much on my plate last month, and I don't have the stamina to push myself as hard as necessary this month.  But, I would be happy to root for all of you who are working your little tails off trying to make wonderful literary things happen.  Go team WeWriWaNaNoers : )  You can do it!!!!

This lovely lass has stolen my heart...

And a haunting happy Sunday to you.  Please join me in celebrating the Spooktacular group of writer's that make up WeWriWa!  You can find all kinds of tales that will give you shivers and tingles.  Eight sentences at a time.  It's like some kind of crazy magic!

I'm sharing a bit more of Ravyn and Lareina's time with Rowan and Murphy.  We last left off at a celebratory dinner with Ravyn feeling a bit guilty.  Let's see how things are progressing...


Ronan went to a cupboard and pulled out four crystal goblets and placed them on the table. He had a bottle of wine tucked under his arm, and he wiggled the cork back and forth till it came out with a little pop. He poured the light pink wine in each glass. Ravyn noted he filled the ladies glasses to the brim. He sat down and picked up his goblet raising it in a toast.

 “Blessing of the Light upon this lovely lass, who has stolen my heart.”

Ravyn pasted a happy grin on her face as she swallowed back a load of shame. Lareina’s eyes held hers for a moment, and answered her discomfort with some of her own.

So, I missed last week.  I had to work, so that I might have this past Friday off to put on a crazy haunted house at my daughter's school.  I've been doing this for several years now, each year a new theme.  It started in a mad scientist's lab, then we had a monster mash, on to a creepy carnival.  Last year was Pirates of the Carribean themed.  Last year...Sierra is a sixth grader.  I didn't know what I was going to do.  I thought I'd done it all...but wait, what's this?  what's this?  There's magic in the air...it's a Nightmare before Christmas walkthrough.  If you want to see some pics of what's been keeping me up all night this last month, click this link Master of Fright! Oh, and have a Happy Halloween you all!

I'm the master of fright...

Just going to share a few pics from the Nightmare Before Christmas walkthrough/haunted house I created for my daughter's elementary school.  The pictures are a little fuzzy, as I think there may be something wrong with my camera's auto focus...grr.  Hope you enjoy!

How many days till Halloween?  Fun little countdown clock made with that pink foam insulation, a piece of white posterboard, shrinky dink plastic and cheapo little tealights to make it come aglow : )

 A scarecrow jack pointed the way...

 A glimpse of Mr. Oogie Boogie...BTW, Sierra, my 11-year old gets props for painting that for me : )

 And Zero made an appearance, floating in the air all magical like, hanging out by his doghouse, hoping Jack will come by.

 Sally has been a busy girl, making a basket of treats for Jack, whipping up some fog juice to try to keep her man on the ground, and we all know what she's making for Dr. Finklestein.  A bit of Nightshade, a gasp of Frog's Breath, and some...Worm's Wart, Worm's Wart...where is that Worm's Wart?

 Jack had been busy whipping out an equation about Christmas...not sure it helped him much though.  Seems a bit confusing.

 And. we had an appearance from Mr. Oogie Boogie himself...tossing his dice, trying to keep his bugs in line...

 Jack's Christmas decorations are a bit out of hand...To make this guy show up under black light, I painted him with GID paint.  Yup, I did.  All those needles.  That's dedication for you.

 This trio of ghosties were jelly fish in my Pirates of the Carribean haunted house...reuse, recycle.  So cool to be able to use them more than once!

 There's actually a trio of these reindeer, but you get the idea.

 Scary teddy is my favorite Nightmare toy.  He turned out so awesome!  Love him.

 Some more toys Jack loaded on the coffin sleigh.  Hubby made the coffin for me a few haunted houses ago, and it sure has come in handy, as a coffin, as a coffin boat for a skeletal pirate, and now as Jack's sleigh!

And Jack himself made an appearance, singing his little heart out.  so nice of him to take some time and delight the kids with his Master of Frightfulness : )

So, Sierra is a sixth grader this year, and I'm stepping out of the haunted house business.  It is so much fun, but takes up like an entire month of my time, and I'm so exhausted when it's over.  So, we ended with a bang I think, made some of the coolest props I've ever made, and I saw so many excited little faces on Friday, that I'll live off that for a long time.  One little girl went through the haunted house 7 times!!!!  I think she liked it : )

If you have any questions about any of the props, how to make them or anything like that, I'll help you as best I can : )

WeWriWa - Let the celebrating begin...

Welcome one and all to Weekend Writing Warriors, the Millie Burns snippet edition.  On this here blog, you'll find my snippet of work, from my WIP.  If you follow the link above, you'll find oodles of other snippets to read.  All manner of genre's represented, by so many talented authors.  Click the link to learn more.

My snippet picks up where we last left off...Seamus proclaiming that Ravyn has made him the happiest man in the world.  

     Ravyn blushed, feeling guilty at the little charade she’d been playing.  Seamus really was a sweet guy, and it bothered her that she’d be breaking his heart soon.  She hoped.

     They all sat down to the table and loaded their plates with the savory fish, some fresh greens from the garden and little biscuits. 

     “Da, this is a celebratory dinner, shall we bring out the wine?”

     Murphy beamed at his son, “Yes lad, I believe you’re right.  Break out the wine and goblets, and let the celebrating begin.”

WeWriWa - Mercy, make him stop!

Oooh, spooky!  It's October already.  I love this month and all the spooks and haunts, the tricks and the treats.  Nothing tricky about today though, it's WeWriWa day!  If you want to get a jump-start on trick or treating, follow the above link to a list of authors, that will treat you with their Sunday Snippet either from their released works, or something they're currently working on.  If you want to join in on the fun, and become a tricksy author, who's sharing their treats, then click the link, learn how to participate and join us!

Last week, Seamus was so excited by the apparent acceptance of himself and his father as Selkie men by the two lovely ladies, he started to jig, and then asked Ravyn to join him.  We pick up where we left off...

 

 

Ravyn took Seamus’s hand, and tried to mimic the intricate steps his feet made.  She came up on her toes, but rocked too far forward and fell into Seamus’s arms.  He lifted her up, spinning her in a circle.  As the room spun about, she noticed Murphy standing by her mother once more, his arm protectively encircling her waist.

Ravyn cried out, “Mercy, make him stop!”

The spinning slowed and Seamus set Ravyn down on a stool at the table.  He placed his hands on either side of her head, tipping her face up to his.  “Ye’ve made me the happiest man, Rayvn--I’m the luckiest gent in the land.”

 

So, glad you made it by.  Hope you all are having a wonderful start to autumn.  We've been enjoying some lovely California sunshine, but have been gifted with some rains sprinkled here and there, which has been lovely.  We can use all the wet we can get : )  I've been crafting Nightmare Before Christmas props for a haunted house I will be putting together in less than three weeks.  Augh, this girl has a lot to do!

WeWriWa - Dance a jig wi' me...

Weekend Writing Warriors, Welcome.  And, if you aren't a warrior, and are wondering what they are, then click the link.  It'll tell you how to participate, if you have writing you want to share.  It'll also give you a list of some very talented authors, find you some new favorite authors to stalk.  Eight sentences of prey to pounce upon per website you choose to click.  Some authors lay out mystery, some romance, others toss out some fantasy.  There's just about something for everyone!

Last week, Lareina was allowed to see Murphy turn into a selkie, while Ravyn and Seamus looked on.  Lareina thought he was amazing and wasn't scared at all.  Let's see how this bit continues : )

    

 

     “See da, I tol’ ye!”  Seamus jumped in the air, clicking his heels out to the side.  He lifted up on his toes and drew his right knee up high in the air, swinging it forward then backward and out to the side before spinning a half step around.  Ravyn watched his feet flying over the wooden floor as he completed a full circle and stopped before her.  Seamus reached for her hand, “Come dance a jig wi’ me, my lass!”

     Ravyn laughed, “I don’t know how!”
     “Ah, it’s an easy enough thing if ye try.  Just follow my feet, I’ll lead.”

WeWriWa - Aur, aur, aur

Psst, I've got a secret.  I'm gonna share it with you, so lean in close while I whisper it...It's Weekend Writing Warriors day!!!  Yes, it is.  I'm so excited and you should be too.  It's like Christmas, you never know what you are going to get when you click the links on the linky list.  You might get some sci-fi, or something a bit sensual and spicy.  Some links might provide you with giggles, and others might make you sigh.  I know you'll find writer's words that sweep you off your feet.  Every week, never fails.  Even better than Christmas, it comes 52 weeks a year instead of just a single day!  If you need further information, click the Warrior link above and it'll take you to the list of writer's you can peruse, and a lot of information should you decide you'd like to participate.

Last week, Murphy was chastising his son for having seal pelts with him.  I've skipped just a few sentences to pick up with Rowan handing his dad the skins and telling him to show Lareina something.  Murphy has asked Lareina not to get scared.

 

 

Murphy took the pelt from his son and tossed it across his back.  The gray fur covered his skin and his body elongated and puffed out with fat.  His hands and arms shrank back toward his body to then elongate and thin into glossy flippers.  His feet came together into hind flippers as his whole body sunk to the floor.  He grinned up at Lareina, his tiny white teeth showing as his whiskery cheeks pulled back, “Aur, aur, aur, aur!”

Lareina’s eyes glimmered with tears, “Oh, how marvelous.  What a wonderful gift--how could that scare me?”  She patted the large gray seal on the head, and bent over placing a gentle kiss upon his nose.

 

First draft.  C'mon peeps.  Tell me where my errors lie : )  It's starting to feel a little less like summer and a little more like autumn, much to my daughter's delight.  (I won't make chicken noodle soup till it's autumn time at least).  And, I made some homemade caramel for apples as well.  What a spoiled child : )  I hope your September is going well.  Thanks for taking the time to swing by and read and comment.

WeWriWa - You are every bit a man...

Weekend Writing Warriors

Welcome to my humble little blog.  It has become a battleground for me, my weekend writing warrior battleground.  Here on these pages lie my WIP that I share eight sentences at a time, slashing and parrying with words, hoping to capture a few hearts and minds.  In turn, I sally forth to other warriors homes, to see what words have been thrown down for me to ponder.  In this way, through collective sharing and encouragement, the warrior's heart grows strong, and the writer's skills grow!  Click the link if you need more information and the linky list of many talented authors.

 

Last week, Ravyn and Ronan had returned from a walk and interrupted Lareina and Murphy getting acquainted.  Murphy noticed two seal skins hanging across his son's arm and asked him if he was daft?  We pick back up with Ronan's response...

 

 

Ronan threw his shoulders back, “Da, Ravyn thinks I’m amazing.  I showed her what I am, and she loves me and accepts me for it.”  He tossed the skins across the back of a chair.

“What you are?” Lareina asked.  “Darling, what does he mean?“ She grabbed Murphy’s arm, squeezing his muscles, “You are every bit a man.”  She giggled, laying her head on his shoulder.

 

"Oh  aye, that I am," Murphy assured her, reaching his arm about her and pulling her in for a squeeze, "but, the boy and me...we are a bit more than that as well."

Hope you all are having a wonderful Sunday.  I am fighting off a little cold my darling daughter decided to share with me.  I will do my best to get to everyone today...but forgive me if I end up napping a bit : )

 

 

 

WeWriWa - Are ye nae daft?

Welcome to September.  The end of summer and the beginning of autumn.  I love when the days begin to cool, and the leaves begin to change in a riot of colors.  I also love Sundays...year-round.   It's the day for reading and writing extravaganza, called WeWriWa.  A day to read little teases of writing, in a variety of styles, and a plethora of genres.  Need to know more?  Click the link, and you'll get all the info you need.

Last week, we were finishing off a little section of my current WIP that chronicled the interactions of cutie pie Prince Kes and his meanie auntie Zelera.  This week, I've moved to a section of story that shows a bit of what Ravyn (the heroine of this tale) and her mother Lareina have been involved with.  The ladies boat had been destroyed by a Kraken, and they had been saved by two seals...and now they're on a small island.  They've encountered two gentlemen who live on the island...

As they entered the cabin, Ravyn noticed Lareina and Murphy standing close together at the counter, their heads bumped up close to each other.  Ravyn heard her mother giggle.  Ravyn cleared her throat.
“Oh, you’re back...how was your walk?”
Murphy noticed the furs hanging from Ronan’s arm.  He glowered at his son.  “Are ye nae daft?  What are ya thinkin’?”

So this is from my Nano draft, if you encounter something that sounds odd to you, or confuses you, I'd love to know what it is.  As always, all comments are appreciated!  Have a wonderful Sunday my fellow warriors!

WeWriWa - I won't make a peep!

It's time for another fun-filled edition of Weekend Writing Warriors.  Eight sentences at numerous blogs, of stories in just about every genre you could ask for.  Click the above link to find out more about the details, after you've read the eight sentences below, of course : )

 

I am continuing on from where we left off.  Zelera has just told Kes that he's pushed one too many buttons, and she's done trying to tell him a story...

 

Kes jutted out his bottom lip, opened his eyes wide and tipped his head down.  “I really am sorry, I did try to be good.”

“Listen, you just stay in here and be quiet.  If you do that, I’ll make you a special treat.  Would you like me to get you a cookie?”
Kes nodded, “I’ll be good, I promise...I won’t make a peep!”  He put his head down on the pillow and closed his eyes.  “Zzzzz,” he snored.

So, I'll try to get all around the blogosphere today and type coherently.  My middle child will have boarded a flight headed to Ireland for a semester abroad.  I will be tired, because I've been to the airport at too damn early in the morning...and I will be trying hard to keep a stiff upper lip.  I'm gonna miss her something fierce!  Hope you all are enjoying this last day of August!