Vignettes by Luke, Mary Catelli and ‘Nother Mike and Book Promo

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FROM DAVID L. BURKHEAD:  Shirok Means Vengeance (Elara of the Elves Book 2)

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Kidnapped by orcs as a child Elara, heir to the elven house of Greenwood, was raised as one of them. So long did she live among the orcs that she scarce remembered her childhood in the Greenwood. She grew to think of herself as orc, even marrying one of them. She earned high honor among them as a worker of steel, and one who could hear its voice.

When elf warriors out of Greenwood killed her orc family, slaughtered their clan, and brought her back to Greenwood, she learned that she was the last survivor of the royal house of Greenwood and, thus, their queen by right.

While the elves saw her as their queen, Elara saw them only as enemies, as the ones responsible for slaughtering the family she loved. And so, she bides her time, awaiting an opportunity to bring destruction to the elves who had ripped her from a happy home.

She would have her vengeance.

 

FROM ELIZABETH BRUNER: Calling the Blood (Blood of the Fae Book 1)

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After centuries of warfare, the Fae were banished from the human world, taking most of the magic with them.
Not all of them made it through the gates to the fairy lands. And not all of the magic is gone. A group of warriors vowed to protect humanity from the remaining fae and so they have over the centuries.
Christopher Chevalier, a descendent of one of those warriors, has spent his life studying combat and magic to fight the fae. When he comes across humans acting like fae, using magic he’s never heard about, he has to swallow his pride and ask for help from Listrial, the Fairy Queen and one of the fae who got trapped in the human world.
Dan Ben-David just wants his refrigerator to work consistently. When it reveals another world, one he forgot he’d lived in, he finds more questions than answers about his past.
Winifred Andersdotter wanted nothing more than a nice evening out with her boyfriend. When they’re set upon by thugs who’d taken exception to her boyfriends red cap, they fight back and everything begins to change.

Vignettes by Luke, Mary Catelli and ‘Nother Mike.

So what’s a vignette? You might know them as flash fiction, or even just sketches. We will provide a prompt each Sunday that you can use directly (including it in your work) or just as an inspiration. You, in turn, will write about 50 words (yes, we are going for short shorts! Not even a Drabble 100 words, just half that!). Then post it! For an additional challenge, you can aim to make it exactly 50 words, if you like.

We recommend that if you have an original vignette, you post that as a new reply. If you are commenting on someone’s vignette, then post that as a reply to the vignette. Comments — this is writing practice, so comments should be aimed at helping someone be a better writer, not at crushing them. And since these are likely to be drafts, don’t jump up and down too hard on typos and grammar.

If you have questions, feel free to ask.

Your writing prompt this week is: ROUND

22 thoughts on “Vignettes by Luke, Mary Catelli and ‘Nother Mike and Book Promo

  1. ♪♫♪YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND
    BABY RIGHT ROUND LIKE A RECORD
    BABY RIGHT ROUND ROUND ROUND♪♫♪

    The speakers abruptly powered off, and Bel dropped into the seat next to Jack, tapping the control bar to activate his station.
    “Why do you listen to that stuff? It’s nonsense, anyways– physical records are squarish, not round.”
    “Why do you listen to the four millionth boring variation of wind going through a pipe instead? Didn’t you pay any attention at all at the SCA meet last month? Records were a form of mechanical sound storage, not a document.”
    “Sorry, I must have been busy listening to you scold the guy who made that kid in the leather coat and parachute pants cry.”
    “But he was wrong! Sure, the high fashion of the 1950s wasn’t standard a quarter-century later, but the kid even said he was aiming for fifty to seventy years after either, so all the materials were available. It was plausible!”
    “….right.” Bel sighed. “Last week I promised I’d try some of that ‘technology’ music you found in the digital files. Not like it will make watch any more miserable.”
    “Just try it!” Jack grinned, flashing fangs in a rare display of exuberance. “You might like it!”

  2. Children gathered on the sward, their hands joining in a solemn circle. Bredon smiled. One of those games where they ran, circling about, until they fell over.
    They began to sing. “With my long tail feathers floating as I fly, I circle around, circle around, the boundaries of the earth.”

  3. Click
    Crunch
    Moira turned around slowly. She thought she knew what had made the sounds, but she wasn’t really sure she wanted confirmation.
    She completed the turn around and stared with dismay. The world portal had closed.

  4. Round the corner. Round the next corner. Try to calculate whether they had gone around in a circle, with all these turns doubling back.
    “A conudruum indeed,” said Edwin, his voice hollow.
    Rosine grimaced. They could hope that the corridors added up. At least, their paladins could sense uncanny misdirection.

  5. From that last synopsis…

    Am I mistaken in thinking that some wannabe Antifa types make the fatal mistake of antagonizing a redcap over his signature head adornment?

    ^^;;

  6. “It’s possible to go around the hills, afoot,” said Guillaume. “As long as you do not walk too closely. Passing through it thus far has led to no survivors.”
    Elise said, “Do the distances add up?”
    “We have not even been able to determine that. Do not assume either way.”

  7. “Circle round,” said Commander. “Ensure that we have it surrounded before we attack. And that includes the air.”
    He glanced at Geb, who nodded. No tunnels then, and if they could make an earth-power to whim, this would never have happened.
    Hope swallowed. Unless they worked quickly on the girls.

  8. “Eat,” said Mistress Joan, flipping more pancakes onto the pile. “Eat. You are all too thin.”
    Nico giggled, and Margery smiled. Imogene said, “You’re going to make us all round,” but she ate as well. And then she plowed into the pancakes as if starving to death.
    Corridon took some.

  9. Edwin glared at the mountains. “Once, just once,” he said. “I would like to come to these mountains and discover that we can go around them, not through them.”
    “It would be in the summer,” said Roberto.
    “Better yet,” said Edwin. “That would be two things pleasant for the journey.”

  10. No vignette, but I went through my first novel and hit “around”…and it showed up about 548 times.

    Another revision to find these little bits of easy grammar and make the story better…

  11. I keep hearing in the news that Speaker Pelosi is “sitting” on the impeachment resolutions. An informal survey of the American people has found a solid majority in support of Pelosi not only sitting on the articles but also rotating, going round and round and round.

    1. Well, sitting on them would make it convenient to use them for the only appropriate purpose…

      I hope they’re really rough and scratchy, too.
      ———————————
      “E must be a king!”
      “Ow d’yer know that?”
      “E ‘asn’t got shit all over ‘im.”

      1. Is Trump impeached when the House passes the articles or when the Senate receives the articles? Learned professors of the Constitution argue it back and forth, up, down and sideways, round and round, yet NOBODY KNOWS! Is Trump impeached or isn’t he? The answer is quite clear: It’s Schroedinger’s Impeachment!

        1. If a company votes to donate money to a charity, they have not donated to the charity. Only when the money is in the charity’s hands can they say they have donated.

  12. The old woman walked around her as if she were an exhibit in a zoo. “Nothing,” murmured the woman. “Neither the golden star nor the ears of a donkey. How odd. How unmagical.”
    “Very unmagical,” said Linnet, her mouth dry.
    The woman froze in place. “An — unmagical maiden — ” she croaked out.

  13. Harlan Lemont arrived at the robotic shop to find a softball-sized sphere of milky white moonglass on his desk. Across its face was enscribed the letters TUIT.
    He suppressed a wince and picked up the paperweight. So the machine shop had cleared enough of their backlog that they were no longer the furthest behind. Nothing to do but report to Ken Redmond’s office to discuss the necessary remedies.

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