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WeWriWa 3/1/15

2/28/2015

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Happy Weekend, everybody!  Click on the image above to visit the Weekend Writing Warriors, and read awesome eight-sentence snippets by awesome writers around the world.

The cold which plagued me last week is gone, but I'm still really tired. Seems I don't recover as well in my less-young age as I used to.  Anyhow, this week we're moving on from Duncan and Gillian to...whatever shows up on the page as I randomly scroll through the monster manuscript (which remains unfinished). 

This week we've landed in chapter 23. There has been an attempt on the lives of two of the princesses, leaving one princess and an innocent lady-in-waiting unconscious and in danger of dying.  The Duke of Langdon is explaining the situation to his mother, having briefly seen the princess lying insensible on her bed before bolting from the room.


                    
          “I cannot go back there.” Christian declared.
          “Nonsense.  You may be a boy, but you are also a duke and you will do your duty in this time of trouble.”  He looked ready to argue the point but she forestalled him with a question.  “Do you love her?”
          In his unhappy state it did not occur to him to deny it, particularly not to his mother who could always tell when he was being less than truthful.  “I do love her, mother.”
          “And does she love you?” 



Poor Christian has awful timing on this, as he's nearly engaged to someone else due to his late father's arrangement with a nobleman with a marriageable niece. Of course the princess has it worse. 

Let me know whether you'd like to continue from here next week, or go random again.

Kate
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WeWriWa 2/22/15

2/21/2015

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Welcome back, ladies and gentleman for another wonderful edition of Weekend Writing Warriors.  Through the wonders of modern technology we writers can share eight sentences of our work with the world without sharing our colds with the readers.  Yes, I mean me.  I am rather on the medicated side and cannot be held completely accountable for anything I say that is more ridiculous than usual. ;)

What did Gillian mean last week when she asked Duncan if he is a simpleton?  As with most things, context is important, and to add some context I give you the next eight sentences...

          “You might have brought it to me another time.  Are you so easily discouraged that you would not take such an opportunity of seeing me again?”
          He was speechless.  It had not occurred to him that any lady who looked so sweet and innocent could possess a mind so calculating.  He also felt heartily ashamed that he had not thought of the stratagem himself.  A surge of respect, mingled with desire raced through him and he clasped her hands, heedless of others who might be watching them.  “Tell me your name.” he insisted.
          “Gillian,” she whispered as she pulled her hands from his grasp, taking her book with her as she fled.






Thus we have our context, and Duncan has the girl's name...or part of it anyway.  Since there are only seven sentences left in the in the scene, I shall return next week to my random scrolling method of snippet selection.


Kate
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WeWriWa 2/15/15

2/14/2015

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Good morning ladies and gentlemen.  Actually it's late at night as I'm typing this.  While the "m" key problem is less of one, I'm having technical difficulties.  Last evening we lost internet altogether for a while, and today my computer has been slow.  My preferred browser was going so slow it nearly stopped, so here I am in Firefox, and can't get the WeWriWa banner to load because Firefox doesn't seem to think I have Adobe Flash (which I have).

Oh well, I shall post anyway.  Two weeks ago Gillian blushed and looked annoyed at Duncan's smooth lines.  What will she do this weekend?  Let's find out...


          She did not look at him, but kept walking. “What do you want?”
          “Only to return this to you.”  He held out the book and she halted. 
          The lady stared at the volume in his hand and then at his face.  She should have thanked him at once, and then hurried away; instead she looked as if she wished to take the book and clout him over the head with it.  “Are you a simpleton?”
          “Pardon?” Duncan’s eyes widened.


Slightly creative punctuation was used because I figured Duncan's eyes deserved a mention.  Hopefully a night of rest will see my computer in better shape and I'll be able to do all my usual visiting in the morning!

Kate
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