In addition to that, it occurred to me that two characters were were originally kitchen boys should probably be lords instead. And then it occurred to me that they should be cousins to the Queen who has been missing/presumed dead all these years. This would explain why they care so much about the Queen, and would smooth out the conversation that Mattie has with the King in chapter 7.
However, turning the characters from kitchen boys into lords means I have to go back and re-write some scenes, yet again.
*insert grimace here*
But on to happier subjects! It's Wednesday, which of course, means another snippet of a WIPpet I'm working on!
I was going to share more from chapter 9 of The Undying Ones, but I quickly realized that that wouldn't do, since a lot of the dialogue isn't relevant anymore. I would share more of the Descendants, but then I realized that I haven't worked on that in awhile, and I don't want to give away too much of chapter 1. The adult contemporary story is nowhere near sharing yet - especially considering that it might be undergoing yet another re-write soon. Ooof.
So, instead of all of that, I have decided to share a little snippet of one of the fanfics I play around with when I need a break from my other stories.
If you're a fan of Anne McCaffrey, you might have picked up one of her Dragonriders of Pern books. I'm a bit obsessed, so I have them all (except for her son's) and I reread them regularly. My poor copy of Dragonflight is so beat up that I had to reinforce it with packaging tape! However, out of all the books, the Harper Hall trilogy holds a special place in my heart, because I identified with Menolly so much when I was younger. As I've gotten older though, I found myself becoming more and more fascinated by Domick, who was the Master of Composition at the Harper Hall. He has a handful of scenes in the series, but he is so dynamic that he just pops out at you.
Since he only has a handful of scenes in the series, and there's only one other author out there that writes fanfics about him, I decided to give him his own story to shine in. Of course, my muse decided to let him shine in a genre of fanfic that I normally avoid reading and writing like the plague: the dreaded 'fish out of water' story where the character is brought to our world and times by some freaky happenstance.
To sum up the story, Domick is on his way back from a Gather (the Pernese equivalent of a county fair) when he finds himself in our world. A woman eventually takes him in and offers him a job at the Renn Faire she runs with her niece, Norah. Pern is a feudal society, so waking up in our technologically advanced world has been quite a shock for the poor harper. This specific scene takes place later in the fic when Norah is showing him a laptop and he listens to his voice for the first time
So, without further adieu, here is 24 (9+11=20, 20+1+3=24) sentences from Between Two Worlds.
Once they were back at the Stewes, Norah left him in the living room and disappeared down the hallway towards her room. A few short moments later she returned carrying a rectangular object. It was the size of a slate, but a bit thicker and hinged on one end. She sat on one of the couches, motioned for him to sit next to her, and opened the object. The black exterior hid a glowing surface and several rows of keys, that reminded him of the odd machines he had seen on the Healer's desks in the hospital. Norah slid her finger across the base of the... thing... directing a little arrow around. Suddenly, she pushed object on to his lap. “Say something.”
“Whatever you want.”
“Fine. I am Domick from Pern.” He said. She smiled, and clicked something on the screen. Suddenly a voice from inside the rectangle repeated what his words. He glanced at her in surprise. “What was that?”
“I do not sound like that.”
“Yes, you do.” She clicked the screen again, and the voice repeated. Upon listening to it a second time he had to admit that it sounded like him, but if it really was him, than his voice was deeper than he thought. And, as he listened to it a third and final time, it almost sounded as if he was talking into a bucket. He cringed and Norah laughed.
You can read the rest of the story over at Fanfiction.net or ArchiveOfOurOwn.org.
You can check out more WIPpet Wednesday posts over here.
And, finally, you can check out more ROW 80 updates here.