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Flash Friday # 259 -- Dusty & Friends/4

Before Dusty could get her wits about her, the cart began to move at a steady roll, though it hit every bump and hole along the first few yards.  Dusty couldn't get back to her feet, and panic almost made her cry out.  She did not want to go with the orcs and with ... whatever they had here in the cart.

"Are you alright?" the little voice whispered.

Not quite human, she had realized.  More

Flash Friday #258 -- Dusty & Friends/3

Dusty felt better as she stepped past the castle gate.  The castle sometimes seemed stifling, filled with so many people and all their rules.  As a princess, Dusty had to know the correct way to treat anyone she came into contact with, but out here people saw her tanned skin and wild hair, and never realized her rank.The Queen had a plethora of grandchildren, and as when they turned ten they

Missed a week!

 



I have been both busy and not feeling well.  I'm trying to get back into doing all these little things like the weekly blog post, but it keeps getting lost in the piles of other things.Though writing wise, still doing okay.  On Sunday I crossed the 500,000 word mark for the year.  My major project is still Tales of Grey Station 9 and I'm a bit over half way on it.  The final version is

Flash Friday #257 -- Dusty & Friends/2

Dusty followed Master Stuart down the long path past the (thankfully) empty benches and toward the throne where her grandmother sat.  With each step, Dusty desperately tried to come up with an idea.  Not a guard.  She didn't like hitting people, even in practice.  Not a healer because she had no such magical gifts which also meant she couldn't be a mage, either.  She might become a personal

Flash Friday #256: Dusty and Friends/1

The breeze woke Destiny as the familiar scent of the desert drifted into the castle tower where she and her cousins slept. Dawn light showed a trio of birds watching over her from the windowsill.  She smiled and shooed them away to the oasis below.  One of the castle cats had found his way to her bed, too.  Not a surprise since one usually slept with her.The others were already dressing. 

More of the same

I had hoped to go to the mountains this last weekend, but things did not work out.  I had expected that to happen, but I always kind of hope for some little surprise at the end.   I haven't been to Rocky Mountain National Park for fourteen years now.  The mountains, the desert, the ocean -- those are three things I love, but here I am in Nebraska pretty much far from any of them.  Nebraska is

Flash Fiction # 255 -- Wilder Places

One day Kimberly walked away.She hadn't planned to escape, but she'd had one too many snide emails from fellow office workers and far too many demands  for something Right Now from higher up the chain.  The last  had been an entire contradiction to the type of report the boss had demanded an hour before.She'd read the note, considered mayhem, and then took her purse and walked out.  This was

This is what prolific looks like

It is almost half way through the year.  I keep thinking that I need to pick up my writing pace now, but the truth is that I really don't.  I'm not certain why I think I've dropped way behind on anything.   I'm sitting at 443,810 words for the year so far.  I might manage to write another 56,190 words and reach the 500k mark before July 1, but I'm not actively pushing for it.  I've published

Flash Fiction # 254 -- Space Cowboy

"An infestation!" LaxLix screamed, her skin turning an alarming shade of moss green as she leaned my way.  "YalYix, Are you saying we have an infestation of humans?"I lifted all four hands in a warding gesture and hoped she thought I meant it for the humans and not for her.  She backed up anyway, her silver eyes blazing."They've only managed one small settlement."  I waved two hands to the

Space Cowboy

"An infestation!" LaxLix screamed, her skin turning an alarming shade of moss green as she leaned my way.  "YalYix, Are you saying we have an infestation of humans?"I lifted all four hands in a warding gesture and hoped she thought I meant it for the humans and not for her.  She backed up anyway, her silver eyes blazing."They've only managed one small settlement."  I waved two hands to the