Teaser Tuesday

This is another teaser, a bit longer from my novel WIP The Unknown Dragon. It’s a bit rough, but I’d like to share it anyway.

The Manifold Gemstone glittered in the silvery light. Its facets radiated a cold, dark power. The light seemed sluggish to get away from the power of the gem. It almost drew the light back to itself.

His claws reached out to touch the surface, and extraordinary cold, like he had never known. The cold encircled the gem, making the very air icier than the earth’s regulating temperature.

The pedestal on which the gem sat glistened with chill beads of water, an ever-flowing wetness descended the smooth marble, like it would never erode from the water. Even the very cave walls, cut smooth, exhibited moisture, the silvery moss upon the ceiling emitted the only light.

What could he do with the gemstone? There was little enough information and most had been through tales.

He stared into its depths.

He could make out shadows moving within, serpent-like, floating around. Some darted at others, some did not move at all. One, in the center, tried to watch all the others as it spun around.

The cavern was nearly soundless, except with the dripping of the water on the walls. The room felt deliberate, like it was made for something. All the passages leading to it were rough hewn, and very haphazard in their twisting. This room was a near perfect square, with four marble support columns and the marble pedestal holding the gemstone on display.

The Manifold Gemstone was protected by very powerful runes. He could make out a few etches on the pedestal itself, but they were so fine it was difficult to tell. On the walls, themselves, all the runes were engraved in a circle around the pedestal. The lesser runes occupied the lower third of the walls, the principle filled the middle, and the five Lost runes the top most. These runes had very old power.

When he first entered the room, he noticed them right away, and almost shrank back into the passageway he’d just left. But there was nothing but solid wall behind him. The Runes did not direct at keeping anything away, and he laughed. If they had he wouldn’t have known until it was too late. Each rune directed its power on the gemstone atop the pedestal.

The walls were simple illusion, at least the part covering the passageways. He had found several. He remember he entered between the Air and Earth runes.

He could feel the power of the ancient runes, a giant force that would have heated anything through in a matter of moments, but the gemstone cooled the room. If not for the runes it would be freezing, if not of the gemstone it would be boiling. He doubted the design wasn’t purposeful.

Listening to Character

So over the last couple weeks, I haven’t been writing as much as I normally would. One reason could be timing. I’ve been busy on other projects (such as fitness and crocheting). Another could simply be because I needed a break from working on The Balance. I have been writing, because I do free writes each week with my current students—I may post one such free write here. I think, though, that the reason I haven’t been writing is this: my MC, Celeste, does not want to do this scene.

She has been balking at me, strangely, because she does not want to admit feelings she has for another character, Rhyn. And this is silly, to me at least. She’s had several other male companions in previous chapters, though admittedly he is different. She actually likes him.

The scene I’m working on now involves her telling her feelings for him. I think through wine, she’ll loosen up enough to tell him. Poor thing doesn’t know he likes her back. I tried to tell her, but she just pouted, refusing to believe me. Oh well. This author match-maker will just have to put them together, wine or not!

Friday Prompt 5/27

Welcome to week eleven. If you missed any just look for the Friday Prompt category and/or tag. Please share/tweet/RT/etc and post a comment if you are participating. If you want to share, you can! Just post it in the comments, or send me an e-mail or mention on twitter.

This week’s prompt: Write down a one-sided conversation via telephone. Try to make the reader hear the other side without it being said.

Here are the ‘rules’:

  • 1000 words or less (don’t want to spend too much time, now do ya?)
  • Must follow/incorporate prompt/idea into the story.
  • You have the week to write!

Life Experience

As writers we need life experience to write. The mantra, “Write what you know” comes to mind. How can we write what we write what we don’t know? It seems silly, but true. We can’t write what we don’t know, and sometimes all we need to do is just explore a little bit, deep down inside ourselves. All the answers lie within.

So if you’re writing about being a murder (and you aren’t one, which is good), then you have to imagine the scenario. Act like it has happened and you’re standing over the body (but please don’t kill someone, I don’t think it’s an acceptable defense!). We all have urges and deep darks spots. Write from those places.

Other situations may be completely different, like a scene between lovers. While you may have not felt a particular touch, or hand, you know the sensations that it produces, so you can write from there. Or how a glass of water feels after being dehydrated. Anything. Life gives us examples to work with.

What is the point of this post? Well, it’s about experiencing the world around us, meeting people who have different views that can open our eyes, leaving the comfort of our walled defenses and realizing that the world is not as scary as they tell us it is. Life and writing are perfect companions, you just can’t be afraid.

First Accepted Story!

If you haven’t heard, I recently had a story accepted for publication! It’s titled “Men Are Predictable” and clocks in under 1000 words. It’ll be in the Chiron Review, though I’m not sure exactly what issue.

Previously, they denied the story, but then sent me an email asking for it, saying they changed their mind! How cool is that? I’m very excited! I’ll share more information as it comes to me.