In Due Time Small Majicks Snippet

Welcome Science Fiction Romance Brigade Fans! This is my first snippet in quite some time, and the first from my NaNovel Small Majicks. I’ve skipped an entire scene so I can introduce you all to Wenrys, my hero. *g*

Halfway across the ocean, a storm had risen, and the resulting wind howled through the rigging of a dirigible. Wenrys Gaval gripped the wheel as it strained against his grip, his feet planted wide and sweat slicking his back. Another blast ripped the wood from his hands. The aircraft slew sideways across the snow-filled sky.

Wenrys swore. He wrenched the wheel back, correcting his course. Snow flurried white, blinding his vision. All he had to go on was his compass. He really hoped the setting he’d taken just before the storm hit had been true. Otherwise he’d be in a great deal of trouble. He was already in fairly dire straits. His dirigible was riding the edge of the storm. If it overtook him…

Cold burned around his left wrist as he accessed his limited magic to push the engine harder. The reminder did not improve his mood any. He glowered at the seemingly innocuous bangle and cursed those who’d placed it on him. Their day of reckoning would come in due time. He would be free.

Nano Report – Week 2

So traditionally week 2 is where nano’ers hit a rough spot. The shine of our ideas has dulled, we’re usually getting to the dreaded Middle, and our steam dissipates somewhat.

The start of week 2 this year fell on the American election. The entire world watched and, as the result became clearer, began to celebrate. I was on Discord with my fellow WriYe writers. Even just through text there was a real party spirit. I decided one day wouldn’t make a difference to NaNo, and took it off.

Then woke up on Sunday with a filthy cold. I tried to write. I tried to crochet. My brain felt like cotton wool and I couldn’t keep hold of a single thought. So I went to bed.

Monday, I sat and wrote out a plan. I was going to write until lunch, crochet in the afternoon, then perhaps get more words down after dinner. Then next door’s pups escaped the garden and one went under a van. They don’t have a car, so cue me driving around trying to find a vet. Pup is now fine, but is was hella stressful.

I’d already decided to re-release Tin Cat and had made noises about that. I suppose I was procrastinating somewhat, but I will be going ahead as it’s ready to go. With that distraction mostly out of the way, I’m going to focus on writing.

Really.

Coming Soon – TIN CAT

Yesterday I decided I wanted to reanimate my mostly dead writing career, starting with my most popular novella TIN CAT.

Miracle Max from The Princess Bride saying "Mostly dead is slightly alive."

I didn’t have a digital copy of any file. I’m fairly sure that’s an authorial sin of some kind. I’ve plans to get a SSD and, you know, keep doc files and PDFs. But I digress.

Pippa had a copy and emailed it to me. We weren’t sure if there was a DRM on it, but it went through Calibre fine. So I now have a Word doc, cleaned up and almost ready to go. I’ve emailed Champagne – who were the original publishers – about the cover. In the meantime, I found the original stock photo, so I can recreate a similar cover if push comes to shove.

I’m not sure when I’ll be hitting “publish”, but it could be as soon as December.

NaNo Report Week 1

A little late due to the epic weekend, then next door’s dog getting run over yesterday (she survived, but was injured enough to require the vet.)

Small Majicks is currently sat at 16341 words. I still have a fair amount of cards to fill in on Scrivener, so I’m not overly concerned about the dreaded Week 2. Hopefully by the time they’re filled in, the story will have enough momentum to keep me writing.

It’s very tempting to try writing a book, rather than a first draft. I keep reminding myself that it doesn’t need to be perfect at this point. Nor do chapter breaks matter. It just needs to be written.