Catching the glint of metal on the roadway, Caleb lifted the red flag ready in his left hand, and felt as much as heard the convoy grind to a long halt behind him. As soon as the first truck was stopped, the boys jumped down with their hand rakes and buckets, swarming out over the wide stretch of rutted, earth-and-gravel road and scouring every inch for anything the least bit dark or shiny. From the far side of the road,…
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Sibba crept through the viney rubble of the Ushik-bin ghost city, the blowgun ready in one hand, and her sharp knife in the other, the pouch of darts at her waist carefully half-cinched. She was sure the usha-boar had come through this way, limping and slowing from the poison of her earlier dart, but the vines in these ancient, abandoned cities shifted themselves sometimes and made tracking difficult. Sibba paused, holding still to listen. The liquid calls of a pair…
Aaron cranked the handles of the arbalest with arms turned leaden by hours standing the garrison wall, the draw racheting back just that much slower every time. But at last the next bolt was in place and he raised his weapon again, loosed it down amongst the besiegers. Beside the line of men, lady Alana paced, pale eyes flashing fury and goad, pale hair haloed in the evening sunlight and crowned with the white and purple anemones that were the…
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I’ve had to temporarily move my deck planters while my husband is doing work on our deck, and what should I find when I walk out there this afternoon? The mint is leaping out of the planter and going straight for the in-ground garden. Naughty mint! You’ve really got to keep an eye on that stuff! (I don’t have a picture because I went straight over and nipped that in the bud…err…in the runner vine.)
Well, last week was the Final Installment of SSCS 04: The Heart of the Gull-Queen’s Huntress. I hope you liked it! The next SSCS will start up in January. Although SSCS 05 was written using the same approach as all the other SSCS’s, the very first installment was actually written many years before the rest, as part of a writing game I was playing with a friend — years later I decided I just wasn’t done with this character, he’s…
Once again, I’ve just posted the last installment of my most recent SSCS, and now it’s time to chat a bit about the story. If you’ve been unsure about this one and waiting to read it (you can start with the first installment here), maybe this post will pique your curiosity enough to give it a try. Or, if you read along and have thoughts about what you just read, maybe this will stir them around a little. Either way,…
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The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress This is Installment 34 of this year’s SSCS (the final installment!). If you want to start at the beginning of ‘The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! (And the character list is here.) Previously… And yet this new guard walked in from outside. And spoke to her comrades about how they should bind and hold this new prisoner. …