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Trifecta Week 85: Little Monsters

Owing to ridiculous amounts of school-work, I couldn't do Trifecta last week or the weekend, but thank you for the first place on Week Eighty Four, the support spurred me on to think about more plots with the character, and maybe there'll be a book. We shall see.

Obviously, this one is fantasy too, I shall call it Little Monsters.
The word this week is: 

FLY (intransitive verb)

1a : to move in or pass through the air with wings

b : to move through the air or before the wind or through outer space

c : to float, wave, or soar in the air <flags flying at half-mast>

2a : to take flight : flee

b : to fade and disappear : vanish

3a : to move, pass, or spread quickly <rumors were flying>

b : to be moved with sudden extreme emotion <flew into a rage>

c : to seem to pass quickly <the time simply flew>


Sometimes we’re baby dragons, nibbling at a piece of string or wilting flowers with puffs of smoke from our nostrils. Sometimes we’re tiny ants building…

Trifecta: Rusty: Mechanical Treasure Boxes

Trifecta again!

This week's word is:

1: affected by or as if by rust; especially : stiff with or as if with rust
2: inept and slow through lack of practice or old age
3a : of the color rust
b : dulled in color or appearance by age and use <rusty old boots>
4: outmoded
5: hoarse, grating

Before I go into the story, a small preface: I've been thinking and writing of Lo Maxwell for a long time. He's a boy of indeterminate age- sometimes he's ten and sometimes he's fourteen, and at least in one of my stories he's seven. He's a lone mortal stuck in a different, bloodier, monstrous world, trying to get back to his own but in a very strange sense. Sometimes he's angry, an avenging angel. Sometimes he's sweet. Most of the time he's hungry. This is my fourth Lo Maxwell story, and the shortest. It's not much. 
*and I should probably mention that Lo's dog, despite appearances to the contrary, really doesn't like him much*

Mechanical Treasure-…

Trifextra: We Live Our Virtual Lives

This weekend we are asking for a thirty-three word confession. You're free to write non-fiction or fiction or to blur the lines in between. We just encourage you to get creative and give us your best.
This week's Trifextra Writing Challenge is to write a 33 word confession, and here's mine. 
Uh, I suppose it's...fiction? Non fiction? Non fiction, I guess. We all have our virtual avatars.

Here it is:

I don’t dance; she does. I don’t smile; she does.
I am reserved; she speaks of sex and violence, politics and ambition, dreams and illusions.
I am her.
She is me, only binary.

Pedantic Signs: Trifecta Writing Challenge

Holy Blonde-Cheerleader-Batman!

I wrote Trifecta again. I am freaking writing again. I am not staring at a blank Word document wanting to bang my head against the wall anymore. Holy holy holy holy crap. (As you can see I am way too happier than any sane person should be)

God, I love Trifecta. Honestly, this entry is just crappy and weird, but I'm happy there's an entry.

This week's prompt:PEDANTIC (adjective)
1 : of, relating to, or being a pedant(see pedant)
2 : narrowly, stodgily, and often ostentatiously learned
3 : unimaginative, pedestrian

(a.k.a what my writing has been for the past few months)


The girl raised her head to look around at the world.

There were three glass birds pecking at a lamppost. The lamppost was wriggling around trying to admonish them, but lampposts couldn’t speak. Beneath a laburnum tree, two girls were helping their sister to break free of the roots her feet had pushed into the earth. Little leaves were sprouting all over her arms and the …

Review: Reapers Are the Angels by Alden Bell

Goodreads Summary

Rating: 5 stars.
Paperback, 225 pagesPublished August 3rd 2010 by Holt Paperbacks

Zombies have infested a fallen America. A young girl named Temple is on the run. Haunted by her past and pursued by a killer, Temple is surrounded by death and danger, hoping to be set free.
For twenty-five years, civilization has survived in meager enclaves, guarded against a plague of the dead. Temple wanders this blighted landscape, keeping to herself and keeping her demons inside her heart. She can't remember a time before the zombies, but she does remember an old man who took her in and the younger brother she cared for until the tragedy that set her on a personal journey toward redemption. Moving back and forth between the insulated remnants of society and the brutal frontier beyond, Temple must decide where ultimately to make a home and find the salvation she seeks.

Occasionally I have these periods where I can’t read. Where I don’t find interest in any book on my iPad, where I st…

Waiting on Wednesday (And No More Radio Silence)

Wow, been a while right?
I just couldn't find the time to do a post, and it's really been gnawing at me. I'm reading TONS as usual (Okay, how great was Clockwork Princess? Pretty GREAT!) but there's just no time to post anything, and yeah sure, you've alllllll heard me whine the same thing before, I do it again and again and agaaaaaaaaaainnnnn.....

So. Right. Waiting on Wednesday. Hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spine, featuring all the latest awesome.

Without further ado, here are my picks:

INK by Amanda Sun
Expected Publication : June 25th, 2013 by Harlequin Teen


I looked down at the paper, still touching the tip of my shoe. I reached for it, flipping the page over to look.
Scrawls of ink outlined a drawing of a girl lying on a bench.

A sick feeling started to twist in my stomach, like motion sickness.

And then the girl in the drawing turned her head, and her inky eyes glared straight into mine.

On the heels of a family tragedy, the last thing Katie Greene wa…

Pantomime by Laura Lam: Review

Pantomime by Laura Lam

Paperback, US, 392 pages
Expected publication: February 5th 2013 by Strange Chemistry

My copy: NetGalley

Goodreads Summary:

R. H. Ragona’s Circus of Magic is the greatest circus of Ellada. Nestled among the glowing blue Penglass—remnants of a mysterious civilisation long gone—are wonders beyond the wildest imagination. It’s a place where anything seems possible, where if you close your eyes you can believe that the magic and knowledge of the vanished Chimaera is still there. It’s a place where anyone can hide.

Iphigenia Laurus, or Gene, the daughter of a noble family, is uncomfortable in corsets and crinoline, and prefers climbing trees to debutante balls. Micah Grey, a runaway living on the streets, joins the circus as an aerialist’s apprentice and soon becomes the circus’s rising star.

But Gene and Micah have balancing acts of their own to perform, and a secret in their blood that could unlock the mysteries of Ellada.

Pantomime by Laura Lam is a book with a sec…

2012 Roundup (a.k.a What The Hell Was I Doing This Past Year?)

Well, Happy New Year y'all.

It's time for the roundup. (I say that like I do the bloody thing every year when this is the first time I ever bothered)

This is a me-vs-me Q&A round, complete with random GIFS ( All of them Supernatural, because for me this is the year of Supernatural, YO) and craziness, because it is 2 A.M in the morning here and I'm not feeling very verbose.

1) Things that happened to you in 2012?

- Winning a Writing Contest (an important one) for the first time in my life. It finally pushed me into the take-your-writing-seriously camp.

- Learning that sometimes- sometimes- the time gap between having an idea and putting actual words onto paper can be very, VERY long. 

That City book I'm writing with the boy with the wings and the things with wheels and the sparkly shiny buildings? Yeah, I'm still planning it. It's been a YEAR, people, and I'm still PLANNING it. 

See? Patience. I have.

- Finding the Supernatural fandom. 

The show is only half of i…