Well, I am a sucker for a good blogfest and Jolene Perry over at Been Writing? is hosting one I just couldn't pass up. Technically, it's not until tomorrow but as tomorrow's only a couple hours away and looks to be rather hectic here at La Maison de Madness (Maison de la folie, I guess, if you're not going for alliteration the way I was), I thought I'd go ahead and post it now.
The rules of this event are simple and yet, I still won't manage to follow them. Participants are asked to pick any five lines from a WIP or, if one is feeling shy, one can post five lines from a book they love. Well, I am going to post lines from my sword and sorcery fantasy WIP Second Nature. However, it'll be more like five short passages rather than five lines. I tried, I really tried, to follow the rules but this is as close as I could get.
Each (very short, I swear) excerpt centers around the WIP's main character, Cate. She's a tough talking, wildly sarcastic yet deeply depressed woman pulled into a parallel universe that just happens to be in the midst of a conflict not her own. In excerpt #2, she's speaking to Faolan, a talking pegasus (yes, you read that right) instrumental to the side of good. In the fourth excerpt, she's talking to James, the beleaguered and reluctant leader of the people's rebellion.
Here we go:
1. He asked the question like they were friends or something. Like he'd known her all her life. He had, in fact, known her all her life but he wasn't her friend. If anything, he'd been her mother's friend. Laura had called him Richard. Cate generally called him nothing but, if asked, would have confessed to lately calling him Dick. She was nothing if not spectacularly immature when the opportunity presented itself.
2. "People did this?" she asked as she looked over the destruction. "Men did this? I mean, it wasn't something else?"
"Something else?" Faolan asked.
"I don't know," Cate said. "Fire breathing dragon or something?"
"Dragons are myth," Faolan replied.
"Says the pegasus," Cate said.
3. Nothing mattered. Because she was going to die here. Some people would say she was being pessimistic but she preferred to think of it as realistic. They thought she was the queen. They thought she was a traitor and the only people who knew otherwise were currently missing in action. So unless a traitor's death in these parts was death by chocolate, she really didn't have much to look forward to.
4. "We've got trouble," she said.
"Trouble?" James echoed.
"Right here in River City."
"Nothing. Look, something's coming," Cate said. "I don't know what the something is exactly but my spidey sense is tingling in a big ole 'danger is heading right for us' kind of way."
"Your what is doing what?"