tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48876989749005686422011-11-27T20:58:28.178-05:00A little about me... Hardworking mother of three, with dreams to become a published writer one day... Until that time, just blogging away! Just in case you weren't aware, whatever I write is protected by copyright law, just like whatever you write is... So don't steal, it's bad karma!Kestrelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04377506516687501785noreply@blogger.comBlogger201100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4887698974900568642.post-44767818739649257862009-11-17T15:23:00.003-05:002009-11-17T15:32:47.207-05:00

So I had such a brainstorm today, was able to hammer out 3500 words in a very powerful scene, all inspired by the idea that Kate would encounter one particular historical character... going to post what I wrote today, just be warned, it's rather intense...I won't reveal who the historical character is, let's see if you can figure it out... :)Kate stayed late in the saloon that night, tucked away

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You know how life is, it gets in the way...Back again from a very long break in posting, and I know anyone who's been checking on me is going to be sad to hear it, but a horrifying case of writer's block has stopped the "Empress" story in it's tracks at Chapter 10 -New story, NaNoWriMo style - going to the "Twins" story awhile back - trying a different approach, rather than the straightforward

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So I had submitted awhile back for "First Page Saturday" at Dear Author, and this Saturday was my day! Some very helpful comments were posted, so check it out!Dear Author

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Hey everyone, I know, I know it has been awhile...Let's just say the last few months have been cah-razy!!!! I have unfortunately had to back-burner my writing while I focus on finishing up my degree and working. i have just been promoted to a location manager position (in only 4 months!), so my schedule is beyond ridiculous! If you have been checking in hoping for new chapters, I hope I can get

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Word Count: 3,859 At last, the sun began to sink behind the mountains, and Malik-Tor maneuvered them off the road to set up camp beside a stream. They had been riding steadily all day, taking breaks only to relieve themselves or to water the horses. They even ate on horseback. By this time, Syndra-Kai felt drained in body and mind, sliding off her horse and staring blankly as Malik instructed her

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Word Count: 4,087 Shortly after leaving the farm, Malik-Tor and Syndra-Kai arrived at a crossroads and turned west. They continued to travel for about an hour, when Malik finally took pity on Syndra, who was obviously uncomfortable, perched precariously on the saddle and hanging on for dear life. Her horse was prancing as well, sensing that her rider was unskilled. Syndra slid down from the horse

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Word Count: 3,364 Xan-Rul typically rose with the sun, but the evening of Syndra-Kai’s Initiation left him feeling unsettled, so he woke earlier than usual, and opted for meditation instead of sleep. As the sun crested the eastern horizon, there was a soft knock at his door. When he answered, a small child handed him a folded piece of paper and quickly darted back down the hall. Opening it,

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Word Count: 3,164 A few moments passed, and Malik-Tor shifted to Syndra-Kai’s side, his manhood slipping from her, one leg remaining entangled with hers. Careful not to wake him, she slid out of the bed and strode to a basin filled with cool water. She felt a stickiness between her legs, residue from their lovemaking, so she took a cloth and wet it to wash herself. As she pulled the cloth away,

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Sorry about the delay everyone, my job officially started last week, plus I had a few exams and research papers to wrap up... But two chapters posted today, so check em out! You also have probably noticed I've added an "Adult Content" warning... You'll know why after reading these chapters, they are pretty hot stuff! Enjoy...

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Word Count: 2,965“Oh, I hate that man,” Syndra-Kai whispered as she and Malik-Tor followed a servant down the corridor leading to her chambers.“Who is he?” Malik-Tor asked.“He is my father’s Chief Advisor. He is a pompous ass though, and I hope I can be rid of him soon.”Malik-Tor laughed at Syndra-Kai’s language. “I did not think Princesses knew such words.”“Have you seen the size of our library?

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Word Count: 2,707Sunset approached, and Syndra-Kai’s insides started to flutter, as if a bird was struggling against the confines of her ribcage and her belly. As Xan-Rul took her hand to lead her to her last dinner as the child Princess of the Empire of the Silver Crescent, she laid a hand over her heart, as if to still its mad pace. “It is normal to be nervous, Princess. Calm your fears, you

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Word Count: 2,501 The morning of Syndra-Kai’s Initiation dawned clear and bright. Today was a day like no other. Today, she became a woman, but not quite yet. Her actual transformation from child into woman did not begin until sunset; at that time, she and Malik-Tor would be alone in her chambers until morning.First, she was bathed and perfumed. Next, she spent in a period of meditation. She

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Word Count: 3,463 The next morning, Syndra-Kai visited her father while he breakfasted, as she usually did. Since the Regent’s breakfast was typically an affair of state, with much business conducted over the hearty fare, it was quite common to have visitors. Syndra did not eat with her father, to avoid showing her face to outsiders. This morning however, her father ate alone, aside from his

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Word Count: 3,126“Princess, this is highly unconventional, not to mention improper.” Xan-Rul kept pace easily with the diminutive Princess as she marched purposefully down the long corridor to the East wing, which held Malik-Tor. “It may be unconventional or improper, but it is not against the law. It is well within my right to want to speak to my future Companion,” Syndra-Kai said, with a

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And now, the moment you have all been waiting for.... Word Count: 3,540CHAPTER ONE Golden light streamed through the glass dome that covered the Hall of Lunatium, the capital of Lunatia, the Empire of the Silver Crescent. Granite pillars lined the walls of the oval Hall, and its marble floor gleamed with the rays of the morning sun. A pair of Imperial Guards stood at each of the doors

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So I got to thinking, and maybe a month was a little too long to run a poll for, especially when I am anxious to get to writing.I am announcing the winning story from the poll, and it is.... EMPRESS (Actual title to follow eventually.)Thank you to everyone who voted and commented, I have taken your thoughts into consideration, and some of you have inspired me to pursue things in different

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I had to take down the poll and re-do it, as well as temporarily suspend my elf story idea.The reason for this is because the "bad guy" in the story was based on someone very close to my family (made evil by the wonder that is FICTION), and I just received word that this person was killed in a car accident earlier today. I am honestly in a little bit of shock, it seems so unreal.I feel that it

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Because this is such a new blog, and because I have to get my brain in gear to do some serious writing, I put the poll up for a month, to generate some interest and hopefully get 100 votes. That way I know I've gotten a true representation of what people are interested in. In the meantime, keep checking back, and be sure to check out my companion blog, which I am working on a character

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I will try to list the ideas I have for stories in the order I have put the most work into them, so keep that in mind when deciding for the poll what you would like to see me work on. I will list them by the main character's name, if I have it yet.1. GyrfalkeI've probably put more work into this story than any other. Gyrfalke lives at the tail end of the Hundred Years War, in France. She works

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Ok, so here's the plan...I love to write, but I get cold feet about it. My fiance doesn't get my interest in romance novels, and I'm a little isolated as a stay at home mom. My friends live far away now, and have their own lives going on, it's not like it was when I first started writing and we used to critique each other all the time.I also have a serious problem with motivation. I'll get

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