Sneak Peeks – Chapter One

Sneak Peeks – Chapter One

ONE FOR SORROW

Somewhere in Afghanistan – 7 June 2012

“Oh come on Toto, was that really necessary?”
“You’re out of position,” Toto growled.
Dorothy smirked as she watched a red dot snake its way across Sneezy’s body to stop over his heart.
“Doesn’t mean you get to dump a shit ton of sand down my back.”
A crisp British voice cut across the chatter, “Better than a bullet up your arse for being out of position,” Replied Snow White.
“Followed by a size 13 boot for hogging the comms, Whiney,” Dorothy answered as she watched a second tracer hover over Sneezy’s left knee. Both snipers were in on the act now and as hilarious as it was, they really needed to be paying attention to the surrounding area. The mission had been easy so far, and that made Dorothy uneasy.
“Its Sneezy, Dorothy, and what makes you think I’m out of position”
“You’ve been demoted to Whiney, and you mean other than the fact that Toto just dumped a roof load of sand on you. The roof is clear where you should be. Scarecrow, eyes off Whiney’s left knee and cover the rear door. Toto, cover the front.” Whiney glanced down and flinched as the tracers slid off his body. Looking back up, he found a third tracer right between his eyes.
“Guess who?” Dorothy said softly, trying to suppress a giggle as a muffled YIPES echoed across the comms and Whiney shuffled back towards the door he was supposed to be guarding.
A soft snort had her eyes tracking upwards, she grinned and gave a quick wiggle of fingers to the figure on the rooftop.
A hand held up towards the window, holding up 1 finger, then 4, then 3.
A hand-held by a thigh, fingers answering, 1, 4, 3, 2 in response.
Love in a battlefield, relegated to finger wiggles in passing. Both smiling knowing the other can see, knowing it would have to be enough until the mission was over.
Dorothy unconsciously ran her thumb over the glove on her left hand, feeling the thin band encircling her fourth finger as Toto hunkered down on the roof, training his weapon on the street below, a matching ring on his own left hand.
A thundering BOOM echoed through the silent streets and the rooftop was suddenly engulfed in flames.

 

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Lord Logenburt Part 11 by Thomas Roggenbuck

Lord Logenburt Part 11 by Thomas Roggenbuck

the continuing saga of Lord Logenburt ….

Chasing My Tale

Frederic leaned against the wall, tugging a handkerchief out of his suit pocket and dabbing it against his forehead. The dragon baby was heavy and thankfully, asleep. She had fidgeted and cried the entire time he searched for a room where she could sleep. A place that wasn’t going to burn if she belched more flames. The library had been his first thought, but she nearly set the whole room ablaze with a burp. He tried the study, the sitting room, dining room, wardrobe, and gardens, but every place he went to had something that burned. He didn’t want to carry around this fire breathing potato anymore. What he needed was a large room that was dirt and cement, like the cellar.

The cellar. That was it. There was a few shelves that could burn, but it wouldn’t be hard to move them. Frederic reached for his flask, but his…

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What a difference Ten years makes

Dirjack

I’ve been slowly typing my way through StarDancer over the last few months, currently up to chapter 22, and to give myself a break between chapters, I’ve been going back and editing my earlier ones, taking on board suggestions my readers have been making as well as running them through Grammarly, AutoCrit & a Text to Speech program (Which is hilarious).

I’ve just finished chapter 1’s second draft, and while I was saving a copy, I came across a version of the chapter that I wrote way back in 2007. I’m sure I have older versions floating around that are handwritten. I may dig those out at some stage.

I was curious to see how much my writing had changed in 11 years… The results are interesting.

Back in 2007, chapter 1 started like this.

As he raced through the stunning rock formations on the planet Dirjack, Star Ziebach was reminded how much like home it was, and made a mental note to visit when this race was over.
The twenty five year old had spent the last ten years being Star, hiding from his past and his personal demons. Considering it seriously now he decided that maybe he was finally ready to stop running and face his past, claiming his birthright.
“Damn, I think I just grew up” he ruefully admitted to himself.
Star was leading a field of seventy-six cars in the Passadfena to Glass City road race. The nearest competitor was twelve miles behind giving him time to enjoy the scenery, and after fourteen hours of staring at the barren desert the granite formations were a welcoming sight, heralding the start of the home stretch and the end of the race.

 

And today’s version gained 100 words 🙂

As he drove through the stunning rust coloured granite rock formations of L’Nari on the planet Dirjack, Star Zeibach, was reminded how much like home it was and made a mental note to try to visit sometime after the end of the racing season.
He had spent the last ten years of his life hiding, first as ‘Storm’, a Fyay Civil Air Patrol pilot, and more recently as StarDancer, the current Vlentary Intergalactic Racing Champion. Considering the visit home seriously for a moment, he wondered if maybe he was finally ready to stop the running and face his past, conquer his demons, claim his birthright and all the responsibility that went with it. It didn’t horrify him the way it used to.
I think I just went and grew up, he ruefully admitted to himself.
Star was leading a field of seventy-six cars in a race that wound its way from the Passadfena Crystal Mines on the northern coast of L’Nari, through the Eluv Forest, across the top of the Ra’ual Mountain range before descending rapidly to the Kukrax Desert to end at the famed Glass City on the southern coast.
With the nearest competitor still descending the mountain range, Star had time to enjoy the scenery. After fourteen hours of staring at the barren desert, the granite formations of Adevelai Ruins were a welcoming sight, heralding the start of the home stretch and the end of the race

I got more descriptive 🙂 Not sure if it’s a good thing or a bad thing. The story is currently sitting at 130,000 plus words and I’m not even at the midpoint yet. Oh well, I guess that’s what editing is for.

I may post a few more “improved” passages as I slowly go through and edit the first 20 chapters.  It has been interesting to go back and read what I originally wrote and compare it to what is now planned.

In other news, I participated in a communal writing project created by the wonderful AJ Watt.  It was a blast to write, and part 10 of Lord Logenburt should be posted in the next few days.  Click here to check it out

 

 

You asked, I answered!

can’t wait to read the rest of this series

Anne Wheeler

A few days ago, I put out a call for your burning questions related to Asrian Skies. Some were easy to answer…some not so much. And one was so difficult to that I asked a reader for her input. So, without further ado…enjoy!

Are you planning on writing any more past Avery stories?
Not at this time, sadly.

Who was Chase’s mentor growing up?
Good question. I tend to believe he didn’t have one–given his background, I’m thinking his peers probably wanted him to fail, which probably explains a lot of his drive.

Everything and anything about Hadley. How he got recruited. Any broken hearts in his past?
What he tells Avery is Asrian Skies is pretty much the truth. He graduated from the Commonwealth’s military academy after not being able to afford university on his home planet of Voirs. His thesis was on the introduction of artificial intelligence in…

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Merry Xmas from the Worlds of Amberfyre

Merry Xmas from the Worlds of Amberfyre

Merry Xmas from Vlentary

It’s starting to feel a lot like Christmas :).

The heat is oppressive, the real-life job workload has quadrupled in the last three weeks, there’s tinsel on the floor and it’s a never-ending job to keep the cat out of the tree.

But I wouldn’t change it for the world.

This year has been one of big changes and moving forward.  I managed to plan out three complete novels, have ideas for another four,  wrote 12 chapters on a new novel during NANO… actually won NANO.  Made lots of new friends on Facebook and Twitter.

Seriously go follow these guys.  ElusiveStory, Anne Wheeler and the #turtlewriters on Twitter.

My plans for 2018 is to actually finish Danni & Alix’s story as well as StarDancer.  Everyone else is still clambering for me to finish their own stories… I’m getting there guys.

So, It’s a Merry Christmas from me, Danni, Alix & the rest of the crew.   Merry Tuile from Star, Krystal, Shallone and Devon, and a Happy Fyayian Fire Festival from Koltan and Calliope.

Thank you for buckling up and joining me on this epic journey.  I hope you’ve enjoyed the ride so far and I hope to see you all again in the New Year.

Stay safe and warm in the Northern Hemisphere, and safe and cool in the Southern.

check out my new website as well.  http://www.amberfyre.com