Monthly Archives: September 2013

Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 30 (#sffsat) – Rescued Snippet from a Nameless Trunked Manuscript – #Fantasy #Scifi

After finishing the first chapter of Warlock’s Pawn last week (click here for past snippets), I found myself in a bit of a quandary. The novella veers into very adult territory soon after, and there’s a publisher limit on how much of the book I can post on my blog. As such, it is time to move on.

My next two finished works are in the wrong genre, and my WIP isn’t quite ready for prime time. What’s a girl to do but dig into the past?

Here are 10 rescued sentences from a Nameless Trunked Manuscript. It was my first attempt at a full-length novel and harkens to a time when writing steamy scenes still made me blush. It was also written when vampires were still in vogue (though these vampires have pseudo-scientific origins). I actually hit 70k on this one, but most of it is quite horrible. The prospect of revising the whole thing is too daunting, but let’s see if I can salvage it one snippet at a time. (Disclaimer: My writing has significantly improved over the years.)

“She’s not what I expected.” Hades Kerosian scrutinized the video feed on his ultra-slim computer monitor. The stitched leather soles of his Italian-made shoes tapped a steady rhythm on the dark marble floor. Though there were no lamps or overhead light, the room was swathed in an orange glow.

He tapped his keyboard to zoom-in on the high definition image of a fidgety young woman. Dwarfed by the waiting room’s blocky armchair, she looked delicate enough to snap in half. She sported a black T-shirt and dark jeans. Her mahogany hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail and slipped out the back of a pink baseball cap. Yellow-tinted sunglasses covered most of her face.

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Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 29 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn – #FantasyRomance

This snippet is from Warlock’s Pawn and continues from the last one (click on the SFFSat tag at the bottom of the post to read past snippets). It also happens to be the final snippet from this novella since all my characters get pretty naughty going forward. I need to figure out what I’ll do next week. (What’s better?– Material from one of my trunked manuscripts or some flash fiction action).

Warlock’s Pawn is a fantasy romance inspired by The Arabian Nights. It is available on  LSBooksAmazonBarnes & NobleARe, Kobo, and a few other places.

In the previous post, Alia makes a request for Duncan to be merciful.

Once he was sated, Duncan released the fey’s hand and gazed upon her pale unconscious form. He bent to press his lips against her cheek before fastening on the veil.

“The Dionian court will pay for its crime, and one day you will belong to me,” he whispered as he lifted the feather-light body into his arms. “But the people you protect will be safe under my rule. To that you have my vow.”

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Science Fiction and Fantasy Saturday No. 28 (#sffsat) – Warlock’s Pawn – #FantasyRomance

Full-time language training made my brain all mushy, so I forgot to sign up last week.

This snippet is from Warlock’s Pawn and continues from the last one (click on the SFFSat tag at the bottom of the post to read past snippets). Warlock’s Pawn is a fantasy romance inspired by The Arabian Nights. It is available on  LSBooksAmazonBarnes & NobleARe, Kobo, and a few other places.

In the previous post, we learned a bit more about the Warlock-Fey history.

“What do you ask? What is the payment you demand for saving the life of the Ruler of Helicon?” he questioned as he bent his head to her proffered wrist and brushed his lips against her palm.

“I ask that you be merciful,” she said as he drew in her life force, and pure white magic seeped through his body to undo all that Anora’s poison had wrought. With the bond came an understanding of words that need not be spoken, of a request made by a being who knew too well how this war would end.

It’s a bit short this time since I wanted to end on a cliffhanger.

Twitter: #sffsat SFFSat is a group of writers sharing snippets from both published and unpublished works of science fiction and fantasy. You can read more about the group by clicking the banner to the left, as well as follow links to the other participants. Any comments are much appreciated!