Weekend Writing Warriors #4

This is a continuation of my first chapter, so if you haven’t read the previous posts (or need a reminder) check out the first here, the second here, and the most recent here. To meet some new authors, read some great writing, or join in the 8-sentence fun, stop by at Weekend Writing Warriors!

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Just before the last taint of sludge was gone, Asa stopped, opened his eyes, and the blue glow of his magic rushed back into him–not a single Little looked up. Of course, they couldn’t see his magic, since they didn’t have any of their own–they just saw two grown-ups moving their hands over some plant.

Asa smiled, “Now it is your turn, I know you can do this.”

I didn’t remind him that we had been trying this for three years, with no success–yet the light in his eyes was so hopeful, so obnoxiously endearing, I couldn’t bear to refuse him.

With a sigh, I closed my eyes and settled myself, taking a long, deep breath.

I could feel the magic in my core, yet where Asa’s magic buzzed with energy, with vitality, mine felt dull and foggy. As if drugged, trapped on the other side of a thick curtain.

I tried anyways.

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I felt a little evil ending there, but I couldn’t help it 🙂 Read on next week to find out what is blocking Falcon’s magic, and see if she can overcome it. Only two more left before the end of the first chapter! Thanks for much for reading, hope to see you next week, and happy 8sunday!

 

Blog Post and Novel Excerpt © Victoria Davenport & the Coffee.Write.Repeat. blog

Weekend Writing Warriors #3

This is a continuation of my first chapter, so if you haven’t read the previous posts (or need a reminder) check out the first here and the most recent here. To meet some new authors, read some great writing, or join in the 8-sentence fun, stop by at Weekend Writing Warriors!Image

Asa pressed his lips into a thin line, but turned back to the table, where one of his beloved plants sat in the center. Sludge spores had begun to creep up its stem, its edges browning and tainted with rot. “First, you need to focus, steady your breathing, center your energy.”

He closed his eyes, and both hands reached out for the defiant blot of green. “Find your core, then the sickness–you’ll be able to feel it, reach out for that.”

As I watched, the silver-blue glow of Amaranthine radiated out from his chest, weaving down his arms and into his fingertips. It ventured from his fingertips onto the leaves, enveloping them in blue.

The sludge began to evaporate, wiped clean without a single touch–the plant straightened, and stretched as if waking from a long sleep.

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Now we’re finally starting to get somewhere 🙂 This is the first introduction to the world’s magic, and in the next post, you will see what makes magic a conflict for Falcon. With such short snippets, getting through the first chapter is taking longer than I expected, but I do hope you’ll stick around to find out what’s next. Thanks for stopping by, looking forward to all your posts, and Happy 8sunday!

 

Blog Post and Novel Excerpt © Victoria Davenport & the Coffee.Write.Repeat. blog

Weekend Writing Warriors #2

Hey y’all! So since I had such a great experience with Weekend Writing Warriors last weekend, I decided to do it again 🙂 This is a continuation of last week’s post, so if you haven’t already, read it here. To meet some new authors, read some great writing, or join in the 8-sentence fun, stop by at Weekend Writing Warriors!

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His brow furrowed–his face was ageless, but somehow the expression made him look paternal. “How long has it been?”

I nearly gagged at the thought of the oddly-colored concoction he claimed helped my breathing. It only made me feel like I was trapped in a fog–having dull senses was as good as being helpless. Naked.

“I took it this morning,” I lied, shifting my weight.

His frown deepened–I was a terrible liar. “Falcon,” he chided.

“Don’t worry about me, Asa,” I said in defense. “Let’s finish this–a shipment was supposed to come in today. I need to stop by Grandfather’s shop, the Littles haven’t had fruit or vegetables in months, and they’re going to get sick soon.”

I looked over to where they played idly. One raised a pudgy fist and rubbed her eye wearily, another had a trail of snot running from his nose to his chin. Eight little faces so engrained in my heart, though it went against every survival instinct I had.

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I cheated a little bit with punctuation and rearranging, but I hope you won’t tell 🙂 So far it still doesn’t make much sense, but I hope you’ll stick around for the rest of the chapter. When I finish posting the rest of the first chapter, I plan to start with some excerpts from the other two POVs. Looking forward to reading all of your great posts, and thank you for stopping by!

 

Blog Post and Novel Excerpt © Victoria Davenport & the Coffee.Write.Repeat. blog

Weekend Writing Warriors

Alright, so I am trying out a new blog hop called Weekend Writing Warriors (check it out here) It’s a weekly post where you share 8 sentences from your WIP. So, since this is my first time, I am going to start with the first 8 sentences of my manuscript. Hope you enjoy!

 

Fire burned in my chest with each breath. I could feel the sludge spores, still rooted in my lungs from when they had nearly killed me three years ago. Green fingers of rot, choking me from the inside. A constant reminder of how closely we danced with death.

I coughed and spit a mouthful of phlegm, brackish green with sludge, onto the steel floor of the submarine that was our home.

Asa looked up from the metal slab he worked over. It had once been a strategy table for important men. Now it served as both kitchen and triage.

 

Wow,  that was shorter than I thought. Probably makes zero sense like that, but now you have to wait until next week to read on 😉

Sorry for the short post and radio silence, but I have a good reason, I promise. It’s almost finals week! I have been frantically finishing projects, papers, and studying for finals. So hopefully this little tidbit will hold y’all over until I am finished with finals. And a real quick shout out to all the amazing moms out there 🙂 Happy Mother’s Day and for those of y’all with finals coming up like me…

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Blog Post and Novel Excerpt © Victoria Davenport & the Coffee.Write.Repeat. blog