Friday, July 19, 2013

I Spy a Secret Blogfest! and Celebrate the Small Things

Its time for VicLit's Celebrate the Small Things AND Jordan McCollum's I Spy a Secret Blogfest!

     Today I am celebrating that my son's fracture is a minor one and that his leg is healing well.  I am also celebrating that I'm being brave and posting a scene from my YA novel "Simmer".  It is very much a first draft but as it is a scene about secrets, I thought it would be fitting to share during the I Spy a Secret Blogfest. 

   "Simmer" is the story of Zelia, a 16 teen year old that witnessed the death of her best friend, Lysta.  She thinks it is an accident, a byproduct of the corrupt times she lives in, until clues start surfacing. 
    The book alternates between Zelia's point of view and journal entries that Lysta wrote before she was killed.  This particular scene is a journal entry. 
    Zelia knows something is different.  Today she asked me if I was all right while we were wandering through the market.  Apparently I am withdrawn, not my usually bright and bubbly self. 

“I’m fine.” I told her. 

 “There is something you’re not saying.”  She said.  Her eyes were on my face.  I couldn't look at her.  No one can read my expressions as well as Zeelie.

“Yes.” I answered.  I couldn’t bring myself to lie to my best friend. 

“You know I am here if you need me.”

“I know.” I said.  “This is something that is just for me to know.”
“Ok.”
And that was the end of it.  She knew I was up to something but she didn’t pry.  I love that about her.  Always there and never demanding.  If the roles were reversed I would be hammering her with questions and wouldn’t rest until I had a satisfactory answer.  It’s a good thing that they aren’t.  I can keep a secret, or so I seem to be able too, but I can’t stand one being kept from me. 

  I still had one dilemma.  Going anywhere without Zeelie was going to be a challenge.  Whenever our ships were at the same port we were inseparable and I’d have it no other way, except for a few moments to complete my mission.

   The entire time we were at the market I was looking for one thing and it wasn’t a new handbag.  I was looking for a booth with a banner hanging out front.  Ha.  Every booth had a banner.  Or two.  Or seven.  The banner I was looking for  was a deep blue green  one with gold threads woven throughout in the shape of fish.  I was very grateful that golden fish didn’t seem to be a popular pattern.  Once I spotted it I had to get to it.  Alone. 

Blaine saved me.  He joined us and I don’t think he did so to hang out with me.

“You should take her see the paintings.”  I whispered to him. “She wouldn’t linger because she didn’t want to bore me but I know she wants to study them longer.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement then that.

 I was alone and I hadn’t lied.  I wasn’t even rude to the people I care about.  My brother seemed pleased with the arrangement.  He was grinning and animated in a way that I rarely saw.

I went back to the “fish” booth, signed my name as “Squirrel” in the ledger as I had been instructed and placed the letter in the basket.  The man at the booth didn’t even turn around, just reached back and handed me another packet.  I slipped it into my bag and left.

I feel like I should be feeling more than I am.  I just feel numb.  I am a part of something now.  I’m not even sure exactly what; just that it is for the northern cause.

 No one deserves to live the way they do.

Forever myself, Lysta
 
 
If you made it to the end of this, thank you so much!  It definitely needs work but it is such a fun story to write.  Be sure to check out Jordan McCollum's new book, I, Spy!

22 comments:

  1. Yay for posting that! I enjoyed reading it :) And glad to hear your son is doing better.

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  2. You have a great start, Sarah! Very proud that you shared your work. Also happy that your son is healing well.
    Have a great weekend.

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    1. Thank you! I had to force myself to push publish but I'm so glad that I did!

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  3. Thank you for posting that, I am intrigued to know more! Glad your son is doing well.

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    1. Thanks for reading it :) I'm glad it was intriguing! That is very encouraging.

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  4. Ooh, I love the idea of a mixed format/timeline novel like that! Thank you so much for participating, and I hope your son heals quickly & well!!

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    1. Thanks! I didn't plan for it to be written like that initially but the idea came to me and I went with it. I'm glad I did. It's so much fun to write. Thank you for hosting such an awesome blogfest!

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  5. This looks like a fabulous idea with some great scenes already happening! And what a secret!

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  6. Glad your son is doing well and congrats on taking the plunge and posting your excerpt. Good job.

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    1. Thanks! I'm glad that I did. I'm trying to conquer my fear of sharing my work.

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  7. You have me cheering for your characters already.

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  8. It is a fun story and I'm glad your son's injury is minor. And it's kind of sad that the entry is written by a deceased character because your story makes me really like her.

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    1. It is a bit sad. I'm hoping other elements in the story will balance it out so its deep and compelling but not depressing.

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  9. Sounds like an intriguing book about serious topics. Nice character development in this excerpt. Glad your son wasn't injured too badly. Writer’s Mark

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    1. Thank you!
      Me too. He is a scarily busy little guy.

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  10. Secrets can be intriguing--and sad. I suspect it would be easier for Zelia to believe Lysta's death is an accident-- but once she starts finding clues--I am sure she'll have to solve it. Great hook. :)

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    1. Thanks!
      They can be sad, that's for sure.

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  11. Glad your son is on the mend! What an engaging snippet, too!

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