Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date.We're led by the capable fingers and nimble mind of Emily Witt.
I’m doing today's post a bit fast and furious. It’s 3AM as I write this, I haven’t slept, and I’m planning to get up in about 4 hours to go to Fort Ticonderoga with my teen son (it’s Hamilton unschooling time again!) It’s 3 hours of driving, several to see and do, and I usually don’t sleep well when I need to be up early. so I might be too tired and full of experiences to even think about this post later – so now it is. A couple of hours’ recharge will be easier to get if I don’t take a pair of blogposts to bed with me (I also do a ROW80 update on Wednesdays).
More on life stuff next week – all I can say now is that it’s going to be a Non-Stop final week before NaNo, and there are things I want to get done before then…
Hoping to get round to everyone (four times in a row?!) by the end of day Friday.
May you all have a lovely week, and now... on to the WIPpet!
We’re back to Ava Garcia in Sea Changes.
Ava grew on me during the writing of her story. She was a constant revelation, and her struggle is compelling. For me, it goes beyond the issue of whether people should be allowed to choose the manner of their death. She encapsulates my personal attitudes about how children deserve to be treated. It’s an honor to share her voice with you!
In advocating for a dying girl seeking emancipation from controlling parents, can an overburdened young woman and a lonely young man find a future together?
This passage has been rough-edited (trust me, you don’t want to see the muddled-beyond-hope original version! My plan is to begin creating a more structured revision plan once the 24 scenes pass through my local crit group (which isn’t happening very quickly at all, at the moment).
Your input is gratefully accepted, and might go a long way toward making this a better novel!
Ava is dreaming, and possibly drowning.
Today is October 26, 2016
I've got 8 sentences today – adding the digits of the day (2+ 6=8).
And Never Kindly
She was drowning, and she was going to die. It wasn’t a nightmare, or not exactly one, anyway. This wasn’t a dream, was it? She was in a new place, not in the tub or the ocean, but in a chair, and she was going to drown if she didn’t do something about it.
Strong hands again, but these didn’t yank at her. They supported her, offered a lifeline, maybe. Whose hands were they? Not Mami’s, and no way they were Papi’s – Papi only touched to hurt, and never kindly.
Where is Ava, really?
Whose hands are these?
Is this just another part of the dream?
Next week, we’ll learn a little more.
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