WRE fic snippet; while they get ready for an evening out, Romaine discovers something about El’s approach to domesticity.
There are a lot of posts, articles, and prompts asking about themes and characters in you WiPs. For my WiP Sorceress Apprentice there are a number of themes and motifs. One of the important features of the novel is sibling bonds, both between protagonist Bryony and her sister, Kerine, and Emeri and his sister, Sabrina. While the romance between Bryony and Emeri is at the heart of the novel, the sibling bonds are a vital part of the book.
I find that in too many books and TV shows the sibling bonds are often tossed aside in favour of, or overshadowed by, the protagonist’s sexual partner. I didn’t want that to be the case here. Here are some excerpts illustrating the depth of the sibling bonds in SA – please remember that this a WiP so there’ll be further editing in the future.
WRE fic snippet, a dark post-book 1 Kit-centric piece I wrote a few weeks ago about the more difficult side of being a Specialist Support Agent. Discussion of suicide, mention of homophobic bullying.
Sometimes I think we write to explore the things most important to us. Sometimes however we write to explore other ways of being.
I’ve been posting fiction three times a month to the blog for a while now, 7th, 14th, 21st of the month; I’ve found Wednesdays works best so I’ve switched to the first – third Wednesday of each month for the moment.
I would like to use the fourth week to share something else – moodboards, reviews, prompts, or other non-fiction.
This time I’d like to talk a bit about asexuality. I’ve blogged about it before, and have written meta about characters I headcanon as potentially being on the asexual spectrum.
Things have been personally stressful lately and for an asexual, though it isn’t personal, sometimes it feels very personal to constantly face messages from the media, social networks, friends, or family that posit (1) sex is essential for a relationship and/or (2) relationships without sex as are not as important.
That is, the messages that call an allosexual being in a monogamous relationship with an asexual abusive, because the asexual person is “withholding” sex from someone who enjoys it. The messages that place a spouse on the top of some sort of relationship hierarchy. The constant message that sex is good and all people must want – or need, or deserve – it.
So much for asexuals and those people who cannot have sex for whatever reason.
As such, I’ve been thinking about changing attitudes via fiction and writing about asexuality.
A snippet from WiP novel WRE. El and Romaine meet Kit (who took on a bigger part earlier than I’d expected, he could not be merely background until the second planned, if currently far-off, book!)
One use of bad language.
This is a character moment I wrote about the character’s shared sense of humour. It will require some editing if it’s actually to be included in the novel WiP so I’ll share it here as is. Inspired by this advert
If there was one incident Romaine had to point to that summed up how he and El were on exactly the same wavelength and thereby such good partners, it was this, which happened three months into El’s probationary period.
They visited a farm where there’d been reports of a sighting of a dangerous supernatural. The farmer who’d reported the creature to the agency eyed them with misgiving, chewing on his pipe. Romaine assured him that he was able to handle the creature and had dealt with them before.
“It’s not that,” the man said. “You’ll have to cross the goat paddock to get to the field where I saw it last. Nasty buggers, some of them. Sharp hooves.”
Romaine and El, in unison, as if they had rehearsed it, said solemnly, “I ain’t afraid of no goats.”
The man, understandably not reassured, shrugged and gestured for them to go ahead, goats, ghosts, hooves or creatures be damned.
For the writerverse haiku challenge, triple haiku, prompt “back to work”
A stolen moment
amongst boxes of paper
and smell of toner
Their sighs of pleasure
drowned out by the vigorous
She straightens her skirt.
He leaves the room first.
They go back to work
Two friends see their situation very differently. Dialogue only fic for the writerverse prompt “lost”.
“We’re not lost.”
“Well, where are we then?”
“Heading north. We have to come out at the main trail again eventually, or the river and we can follow that back. The forest isn’t that big.”
“Don’t worry! Who was it who said that you can’t have an adventure if you’re always checking the map?”
“Someone who wasn’t tired, and cold, and bloody well starving.”
“I promise we’ll be back at the car before it gets dark, and there’s water and chocolate in the glove compartment. Just trust me.”
“Fine. But I still say we’re lost.”
“If you insist.”