#PennedPossibilities 996 — Share some of your favourite lines from your WIP.

"Praisebones was notorious for having his old bodies taxidermied and posed in the lobbies and boarding tubes of his ships, to welcome his passengers' mortal remains (and their mourners) aboard. And he had been absolutely livid when, two years earlier, someone had replaced eighteen of his crania with badly printed plastic replicas."

#PennedPossibilities 996 — Share some of your favorite lines from your WIP

Once Luke is dressed in this hodge-podge…

They surprise themself with a burp, and giggle.

They lick the liquid off their palm before swigging the drink.

“Running around like a blue- never mind.”

Their gut isn’t sure, but their stomach is ready.

A rainbow of open-fronted tubs of colourful things.

Charlie scoots ahead and laughs. “Eat my dust!”

They close their eyes again, cover their face with their hands and silently scream.

“Sprinkles, huh? Groundbreaking.”

… if you want zips and buckles, rips and ruffles, they’re here.

Frank brings over a tray with bowls full of popcorn and flat little chocolate discs.

Zingy little berries covered in smooth dark chocolate.

To hell with light-weight, he’s the badass, big, spiky villain and he breathes fire.

#food

It’s a theme 😏

#PennedPossibilities 996. Share some of your favorite lines from your WIP.

i'm not far enough into book two to have many lines to share, so i picked a few from book one: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62147545/chapters/158967184

(on learning to read:) 'To an educated person like Luce these basics were mere kitchen scraps, but to Eleanor it seemed that Luce had given her the keys to the universe: she would decipher a few words on a piece of butcher paper or a flour sack and feel such a thrill of discovery, as if she had just uncovered the Rosetta Stone.'

'There were indeed a great many sins in Luce’s past: she had been a libertine and a cad, held views on Roman slavery that she now considered appalling, even yelled at a waiter once. None of this, however, was the complete summation of what she was, and neither are we a mere collection of our worst moments.'

'"Now sit," said Luce . Politely. But with eyes that said: I insist.'

Venus Verticordia - Chapter 1 - ignova - Original Work [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

#PennedPossibilities 996 — Share some of your favourite lines from your WIP.

"...the camera zoomed in on a large wooden statue of a beautiful woman, her gaze staring defiantly forward, her coiling hair seeming to blow back away from her, the woman proudly and defiantly pushing out her naked chest towards the sea. Below this, however, the carved statue's midriff gave way to a mass of long, coiling, surprisingly well-rendered tentacles that once clung artfully to the prow of the Kraken."

#PennedPossibilities 996 — Share some of your favourite lines from your WIP.

(not in the order they appear in the story)

Illara gasped as a tiny flicker of hope flared into existence.

<Illara!> Ralph’s call was desperate. Iriel’s was an incoherent shriek of panic and terror.

“Well, at least it won’t be long until we’ve wiped them out, and then we can turn for home,” Caly said, her voice surprisingly cheerful. She looked at Hedy and winked. “And then we can get you that hot bath you’ve been pining for for the past two months.” A few of the soldiers laughed, and Illara smiled. Caly knew exactly how to raise everyone’s spirits.

“Look,” Ardien said, shaking his head with a smile, “It’s not like I wanted to spend a couple of evenings eating food fit for a king in fine company. I had to! It was my duty to do it!”

Hedy burst into laughter. “You didn’t believe me, did you?”
Ardien gave her a shamefaced look. “Sorry, no.”
“What are you apologising to Hedy for?” Illara said in mock outrage. “It’s my cooking skills you doubted!”

Elith rolled her eyes.
“I’m fourteen, Illara. Not that long ago, I probably would have already been married by now. I think I’m able to handle a bit of gossip.”

#PennedPossibilities 995: How to balance emotional demands on reader with taking care?

Story beats in my head. As others have noted, after an intense scene (whether emotional or a fight scene) I will tend to gravitate towards a scene with lower stakes. Even if it makes the work longer.

I also tend to add comments before or after certain parts when I write, to caution about certain content or tonal shifts (glad AO3 makes this easy). Probably helps that I shy away from death, towards redemption.

#PennedPossibilities 996. Share some lines from your WIP.

A note left for Elorhyn in The Thief Trap:

I believe you are being tracked by a Nightshade.
He says he is to find and escort you safely home,
But if so, then why not send just me?
You would go willingly with me,
And I am clearly the better tracker.

I thought you were playing,
but the more he says,
the more concern I feel.
What happened?

Come home on your own terms.
None of the Guard believe what is being said.

Rowan

#PennedPossibilities 996 Share some of your favorite lines from your WIP

I'm rather fond of how Gozen and Betty take "a good time", and twist it, twist it, and twist it again.

#PennedPossibilities 996. Share some of your favorite lines from your WIP.

My favorite lines are too explicit for here, but they follow this spooning pillow talk, in a roller coaster of serious relationship discussion and physical play.

(small spoiler for book 3)

"Audrey, I need to tell you something..." I started, quietly.

"Brit tried to tempt you, and you limp-dicked?" Audrey laughed.

"Uh, how'd you guess?"

"My limp-dick boyfriend," she said, affectionately.

#romance #erotica

#PennedPossibilities 996 Share some lines from your WIP

from what will probably be titled Jump Start