The Wayfarer (mnfaure) wrote,
The Wayfarer
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Snippet Sunday

Argh! Yesterday was a blur for me. I was in bed by 8:30, totally wiped out, never a thought in my head about the need to post a snippet. Since I've been offline and haven't done one for so long, I'm going to post a snippet a day late.

I've been working on To Be Undone,* a novel that is about 3/4 finished. It has been languishing on my hard drive for years, and I've decided I want something f.i.n.i.s.h.e.d, like, NOW! A trilogy is not going to give me that satisfaction, so I've dusted off TBU and am tackling the ending, which has been stumping me all this time.


Toril fixes the storm of detritus that Udhanil has created around me. Fear widens his eyes, but he does not flee. Instead, he grabs his spear and charges.

“I don’t want him dead until I know why,” I snarl to the wind.

Toril jerks to a halt, his heel catching on the circle of rocks delineating the consecrated ground. At the sound of my voice, his expression shifts to surprise. He cannot see me at the wind’s center; he is just reacting in his normal fight-first-question-never manner. After regaining his balance, he plants his legs shoulder-width apart, spear raised.




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* Talk about depressing. I just looked back through my journal and see an unkept promise I made to have a completed version of this ready on Sept 1st...of 2011. :-<
Tags: snippet sunday, that thing called writing, to be undone
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