…And Scene

Originally posted on my old writing blog on Sept. 5, 2018

Sadie’s boots crunched the gravel beneath her feet as if they were a squirrel eating acorns. The road had long been abandoned, well, all the roads were to be honest, and all that was left was pulverized bits of stone and asphalt. Nature was taking it course as a few dandelions valiantly claimed the cracks. She couldn’t help but see the bright yellow flower heads as victory flags.

Sadie kept her eyes focused on the road ahead of her. She wondered if she would ever find the end since no matter how far she walked, the end always seemed to be swallowed by the forest around her. It didn’t matter. She had to keep moving. To be still would be to give up. She had to find the others.

The trees and overgrown grasses were a bright, emerald green. It somehow reminded her of the Emerald City minus the people. She imagined this being a setting only a writer to describe with bees and other flying things floating in the air. Now and again she would pass an old house or barn sometimes with most of the walls missing. Dilapidated and tired of standing were a perfect metaphor for how she felt as well. If she were stuck in one place as they were, she would want to fall down into pieces, too.

The world she was in now was not the world she was born into. She had vague memories of family vacations at the beach. Seagulls lazily circling the sunbathers hoping to find a stray french fry. Children quickly building sandcastles only to have the waves wash them out again. The children never seemed to mind, they would just build another only to have the waves wash that one out, too.

That time was long gone. Oh, the beaches were still there. But the people were all gone. The beach houses long since swallowed by a hungry sea leaving only seaweed and crabs. Now the sea kissed the forests. The water had risen so high that now the inland wasn’t inland anymore, it was coast. It was odd to her to see trees that were normally only seen in the middle of the country dipping their rooty toes into the saltwater of the Atlantic.

She was still walking when the sun started to hide behind the trees. Sadie rounded a corner and came upon a rusted heap of a car. So rusted you couldn’t tell what it was right away and it appeared like an enormous bug shell. She stopped her pacing to stare at the heap. She had heard that the insects were getting bigger, though they always seemed the same to her. Someone at the last settlement told her to be careful of the giant mosquitoes. “They will carry you off before you know what hit ya!”, they said. She was never sure if they were joking or serious, so she kept a look out anyway. Still, she couldn’t help but think of how horrifying it would be to see a bug the size of a VW Beetle.

The cloak of night settled in as the sun decided to visit another part of the world. She hated the night and so decided to camp here next to the rusted out bug shell car. The shadows always seemed like claws reaching for her, especially when she was alone. But she was always alone. Maybe the bug shell could keep her company.
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WIP Excerpt – 12/30/2020

“So, who wants to tell our beloved captain she needs to lighten up?”

“Not me. I told you about that time she got really pissed and started throwing things in the apartment. I ended up sleeping on the couch for a few days to not piss her off more. Uh uh. Not me,” Kami said.

“Not me. She scares me,” Marley chimed in.

All eyes turned to Dominic and suddenly he felt like the proverbial deer in the headlights.

“What? She don’t even like me, man,” he said.

“That is why you should be the one to do it. She already doesn’t like you so…you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about.”

Happy Friday! WIP Update

So, I didn’t win NaNoWriMo, but to be fair that is a pretty tough challenge. Especially if you are coming out of the gate from finishing an MFA and having to write your novel thesis like a bat out of hell.

That novel will never see the light of day. I needed to write it, but the farther I am away from it, the more I realize that it was meant to be only what it was and not published.

Enter the new WIP. Science fiction about people in space. I thought I would share a line or two of the 20k I have done (I have written more, but some of it I am not sure were to put and some if it is for another book in the series this should be so…anyway).

It’s a letter from my MC’s dad to her after his death.

My dearest Jewel.

How I have loved to watch you grow into the bright young woman you are. Your mother would have been so proud of you and all you have accomplished. You have her grace, you know? She always said you got your smarts from me, but you have her grace. She was a free spirit as well. She seemed as if she would float on the surface of the world, much like you do.

Do you remember the ship you wanted to build when you were a little girl? You said you wanted to live in space and always had the most wonderful ideas of how to get there. I never wanted to hold you back and so let your mind run with all the wonderful ideas. I remember working long into the nigh with you on your ship design. Your mother would often scold me to make you go to bed. I knew better. You could never sleep if you had an idea in your head. You called it Lotus after the flowers the Buddhist monks had in their temple on the Daikini. The ones that grew in the mud.

Well, my dearest treasure, I have started it for you. It took some work to get some of the algorithms right, but I think I may have worked it out how the engine will work with the solar sails. The skeleton of the thing is done, she just needs a little clothing and a crew smart enough to keep her disciplined.

I am afraid that I will not be able to see you finish it. I wanted to present you with what I had done on your birthday, but the physicians seem to think I do not have that long. So, I have no choice but to write this letter to you and give you my blessing. Your design is brilliant and I have no doubt that she will take you far. 

Go sparkle and shine among the stars, my Jewel. 

My love, always

Papa