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Sunday Snippets…19 May

May 19, 2013
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sunday_snippets2Apologies to everyone for missing the snippets recently. My back problems are making sitting, standing or even lying down difficult! I’m on the mend so hopefully back to normal soon.

Please visit these other authors excellent blogs:

http://mermaidssinging.wordpress.com/

http://caitlinsternwrites.wordpress.com/

http://ileandrayoung.com

http://jennykellerford.wordpress.com

http://jennifermeaton.com/

http://richardleonard.wordpress.com

http://jordannaeast.com

http://itsjennythewren.wordpress.com/

http://wehrismypen.wordpress.com

http://jlroeder.wordpress.com

http://letscutthecrap.wordpress.com/

http://ashortaday.wordpress.com

http://www.michellezieglerauthor.com

http://joeowensblog.wordpress.com/

Todays word describes my body’s complaints to a T:     Inveigh – definition: to protest or complain bitterly.

My Past Homes…

April 21, 2013
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ChurchHamlet – definition: a small village

As a child I grew up in a village called Upper Bucklebury and yes it is part of the collection of hamlet’s called Bucklebury, where the Duchess of Cambridge lived. The house we moved into was in a new development and I can remember playing in the construction sites (not something children do now a days!) as the other homes were being built. Eventually young families moved in, giving us lots of friends to play with. With a forestry commission tree planation at the bottom of the road and common land to play in, which was not far on our bikes, we were very happy. This beautiful church was actually in Bucklebury village down the hill from where I lived.

PubThis pub was along the road from my old house. I have visited the village in recent years unfortunately it has been built up with fancy houses, which is a real shame. I will always picture the village as it was in my childhood though. Hours playing in the woods and racing bikes and go-carts down the hill.

Sign

Before coming to Canada I lived in another delightful village called Vernham Dean. With a small village school, a pub and a small shop we were surrounded by fields. The school had a massive upgrade, which was sorely needed. Here are a couple of photos.

School frontSchool back

The oldest part of the village was along the valley road. Here are some of the cottages along it. The middle one is the pub.

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The George

The ChurchCottages

My new surroundings and country has different aspects and terrain. I am gradually becoming accustomed to it. Including the snow fall…!

Snowfall 217                                                                     But once summer arrives :  Me&cars

 

 

No Sunday Snippets from me today but please pop over to the other writers sites.

Please enjoy everyone’s snippets – here is the list.

http://mermaidssinging.wordpress.com/

http://caitlinsternwrites.wordpress.com/

http://ileandrayoung.com

http://wyrmflight.wordpress.com/

http://www.mandyevebarnett.com

http://womanbitesdog.wordpress.com/

http://jennykellerford.wordpress.com

http://jennifermeaton.com/

http://richardleonard.wordpress.com

http://jordannaeast.com

http://letscutthecrap.wordpress.com

http://writerscrash.blogspot.ca/

http://joeowensblog.wordpress.com/

Sunday Snippets – 14 April 2013…

April 14, 2013
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Today I am sharing a scene from my speculative fiction novel, Life in Slake Patch. Young men of the resistant group, known as the Tribe have been captured and secured in a grain store.

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Woken by sudden shouting, horse’s hooves and cries of help, I knew something was terribly wrong. Pulling on a pair of britches quickly, I raced out of the long house to see huge flames leaping into the early morning sky. The grain store was on fire and the young men were still locked inside. The heat hit me as I rushed toward the store. Men were lined up between the large water troughs and the burning building, passing buckets of water back and forth as quickly as they could.

Suddenly there was a deafening crash as the store roof collapsed. Screams pierced the air then all at once there was silence. Shocked faces were bathed in the gold of the flames, no one moved for several moments then hectically the bucket line restarted. It took over an hour before the flames were quenched sufficiently for the chard logs to be pulled away, exposing the blackened bodies of the seven members of the Tribe. One by one they are laid out then wrapped in hessian and taken by wagon to the spirit garden out to the east. Each wagon accompanied by the father of the young man within, riding on horseback with black cloths shrouding them, as was the custom.

The Tollst residents watched the procession leave in stunned silence. Death was usually through old age and occasionally an accident but this was an unprecedented event, something that would make its mark on everyone there that day. Merchant Folke stood at the gate and as we watched the last wagon past through he asked us all to say the death chant together.

Please enjoy everyone’s snippets – here is the list.

http://mermaidssinging.wordpress.com/

http://caitlinsternwrites.wordpress.com/

http://ileandrayoung.com

http://wyrmflight.wordpress.com/

http://www.mandyevebarnett.com

http://womanbitesdog.wordpress.com/

http://jennykellerford.wordpress.com

http://jennifermeaton.com/

http://richardleonard.wordpress.com

http://jordannaeast.com

http://letscutthecrap.wordpress.com

http://writerscrash.blogspot.ca/

http://joeowensblog.wordpress.com/

Today’s word for those who would like to know is Promontory – definition: a high point of land sticking out into the sea or over a lowland. I could have found a scene where Evan travelled to a similar place but chose not to. However, I am sharing a wonderful scenic view instead.

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No Snippets – 7th April…

April 7, 2013
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I will not be sharing a snippet today – I have an author interview instead with Paul W Papa. However please look up the other participants.

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Fellow Snippet Bloggers for you to visit:

http://mermaidssinging.wordpress.com/

http://caitlinsternwrites.wordpress.com/

http://ileandrayoung.com

http://wyrmflight.wordpress.com/

http://www.mandyevebarnett.com

http://womanbitesdog.wordpress.com/

http://jennykellerford.wordpress.com

http://jennifermeaton.com/

http://richardleonard.wordpress.com

http://jordannaeast.com

http://letscutthecrap.wordpress.com

http://writerscrash.blogspot.ca/

http://joeowensblog.wordpress.com/

Sunday Snippets…31st March 2013

March 31, 2013
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sunday_snippets2Happy Easter Sunday to those of you who celebrate it. I am sharing a small part of my current WIP today. It is a children’s story about two woodland sprite’s who heal sick and injured animals in the forest they live in. It is very rough as it was my NaNoWriMo novel, so apologies for editing errors I have not got to as yet. The title is Ockleberries to the Rescue.

The following excerpt is the end of a chapter where the sprite’s home was seriously damaged by a storm. Their deer and beaver friends have come to help re-build. I would appreciate comments on word usage and an idea of the target age I should go for.

“That’s a very impressive bit of building you have there, Crispin.”

“It’s all thanks to the beavers to be honest, Dash.”

At that moment Matilda appeared carrying something in her mouth. She lay it down in front of Tansy.

“A home warming gift of sorts, Tansy something for the new room. I hope you like it.”

Tansy picked up the beautifully made bowl. It had finely gnawed edges and sides.

“It is exquisite. Thank you Matilda. There was no need to bring anything; you and your family have been more than kind helping us.”

“It was my pleasure and anyway I enjoy making finer objects. I knew the boys could cope without me for a while. Looks like they have been more than just coping.”

“Yes, they have been very industrious. We only have the holes to block up now and Crispin can hang the door into its new place.”

“So if you are happy to finish on your own I think I will take my boys home.”

“We can certainly finish up ourselves, thank you all for an amazing job. We know the extra room will be a real bonus when helping our fellow woodland creatures.”

Arm in arm in front of their new façade, Tansy and Crispin waved the beaver family off. It would take a few weeks for Crispin to make extra furniture and Tandy more shelves but they were happy knowing it was all for the benefit of the animals that came into their care.

Fellow Snippet Bloggers for you to visit:

http://mermaidssinging.wordpress.com/

http://caitlinsternwrites.wordpress.com/

http://ileandrayoung.com

http://wyrmflight.wordpress.com/

http://www.mandyevebarnett.com

http://womanbitesdog.wordpress.com/

http://jennykellerford.wordpress.com

http://jennifermeaton.com/

http://richardleonard.wordpress.com

http://jordannaeast.com

http://letscutthecrap.wordpress.com

http://writerscrash.blogspot.ca/

http://joeowensblog.wordpress.com/

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