Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Whew, that was a long post....
Okay, it's that time again, first post out of the gate of Round 4 and how did I do? Well considering that I packed quite a basket of writing in this Round and some theatre too. Let's take a look...
This week (since Monday):
*Reading: made quite a bit of progress on Deep Time (Doctor Who: The Glamour Chronicles), almost
done. Only 15 books left from reaching 50 books read for 2015.
*Writing: wrote a poem for OctPoWriMo everyday since October 1st; wrote ROW80 post Monday, writing blitz (800 words), rough draft for ROW80 sponsor post (667 words), and ROW80 post today.
*Theatre Stuffs: ordered ink, ready to print and mail sponsor letters, and ordered spike tape for my theatre box.
*Social Media: visited 4 blogs (ROW80) yesterday and OctPoWriMo blogs (3 today, 3 yesterday, 4 Sunday)
This (upcoming) Week:
*Writing: write daily, 300 words a day and finish Sponsor post.
*Editing: work on The Real Road Trip edits Friday.
*Reading: finish Deep Time and pick up Murder Comes Ashore.
*Theatre Stuffs: report.
*Social Media: 4 blogs daily, sponsor duties.
*Blogging: post Thursday.
A Round of Words in 80 Days is a blog challenge that knows you have a life. Come and visit us at the Blog Hop.
To play along, just answer the following three (3) questions…
• What are you currently reading?
Deep Time - The Glamour Chronicles by Trevor Baxendale
• What did you recently finish reading?
The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie (its been a while)
• What do you think you’ll read next?
Either finished Murder Comes Ashore by Julie Anne Lindsey or Dead Before Dark by Wendy Corsi Staub
It's WIPpet Wednesday. Time to share a piece of my current WIP Modern Muses on K.L. Schwengel's brain child project WIPpet Wednesdays where you take today's date and share a snippet relating to the numbers in the date. You see today 10/7 and I am going to share 7 + 2 = 9 paragraph from what I just wrote this evening. Go on and visit my fellow WIPpeteers here.
This little section is more from the trouble the Mel (the Muse of Tragedy, Melpomene) has gotten into.
“So what are you doing here?” the woman asked pulling slowly away.
“We needed a place to stay. There was, well is a threat, I thought I would visit my buddy, Dio. He has a nice place up the coast. That’s how we ended up here. This is Dio’s place.” Mel said, sounded convinced and a little cryptic.
“You think so, little one?” the woman laughed, arching her back. Mel opened his eyes and saw her, skin tight dress and blonde hair wavering in the still air. “How little you know, Muse.” Her voice changed. Mel didn’t move as she leaned back down and kissed him again forcefully. Teri was frozen as she watched this play out. Mel’s eyes grew wide and she pulled away, “Didn’t you stop to think, why your friend didn't come down to see you?” She sauntered around the sofa and came around to Mel’s other side.
Teri held her breath, trying to back up slowly. She couldn’t seem to release her mind from the Dream State, although she was more than ready moments before. Another step back, hoping that the woman wouldn’t notice her, even though she was aware that she was in a Dream State and NOT visible to anyone but Mel.
The woman again kneeled on the sofa, kicking off her stiletto heels in the process and flipping her hair back, “Never once did you think to ask, Mel. Is that right?” Mel tried to respond, but he was frozen and could only watch her movements. Teri hears his frantic mentally screaming in her head as the women kisses him again. “Who sent you?” she purred.
Mel couldn’t move, let alone speak. The women then looked up, “I can’t see you, whoever you are?” Looking right at Teri, but not seeing her she said to Teri, “Don’t think I don’t know what’s going on? I am well aware, Little Muse,” she called out, “There is more than you know going on and I will not let you interfere.”
Teri was locked in fear and stood still, “I don’t know who you are, but if you think you can stop it, you don’t really know anything. You see my sisters and I…” but she stopped.
Teri felt herself disappear, and in her head she heard, “Don’t tell them anything?”
Then it was all gone…