In grand tradition: Snippet Saturday!

[agilebrit]

We open on a conversation between a mage and a demon in my current (maddening) WIP:

"What's more likely? That every single other person in the village is wrong and you're right? Or that you've taken a bit too much of your own potions and it's messed about with your mind a bit?"

I tightened my lips. "Advaiel!" He appeared a few seconds later, just as he'd promised, and I gestured at Leonas, frustrated. "Can you make him leave? Please?"

"Oh, yes, brother, I'd like to see you try," Leonas said, crossing his arms. "It should be amusing and instructive for all involved."

Advaiel rubbed his face. He looked unutterably weary. "I'm sorry, Kaveh. He's assigned to you, and evil will have its day before good triumphs in the end. Just ignore him. He hates that and it's actually a rather effective strategy. If you don't engage him, he has nothing to grab hold of."

"You're no fun, Adva," Leonas sulked. "Father needs evil in the world to show these ridiculous humans the contrast with good it makes. I'm part of His vaunted Plan, and you know it as well as I."

"You're part of no one's plan but the Evil One's. Bad enough you're trying to delude Kaveh. Deluding yourself is just sad." Advaiel huffed. "I apologize for my mannerless brother, Kaveh. He clearly has trouble overstaying his welcome."

"Well, I'll ignore him from here on out. Perhaps he'll take the hint and bother someone more receptive."

"Like your cousin Marjan?" Leonas shot back.

"I swear before God--" I leaped from my chair, and the fire flared in the hearth. "Get out. Now. Or I will find a way to bind you so far away from here you'll never return."

"Well." His tone was airy. "My work here is done anyway. Good morrow, Kaveh. Brother." And he disappeared in an overdramatic puff of smoke.

So, what've you got?

Comments

[honorh.livejournal.com]

I haven't seen you around forever!

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

This is because LJ RP ate my brain and my life. No one wants to read RP logs (even if the players think they're awesome), and I was getting the feeling that people were bored with Ben and His Horrible Angst anyway. I hadn't written anything I could sell in over a year, and it wasn't good.

BUT. I am back, after a conversation with my main RP partner, who is awesome and also wants to write and is going to be my roomie (along with her husband) at Worldcon in August. I've penned a 5K-word story starring Ben (which is actually a sort of comedy. With squonks), and I'm 10K into the thing this snippet is a part of. Yay?

[honorh.livejournal.com]

It's good to be writing again, yeah. I've actually got some original fic on the burner, as my usual muses pooped out on me and I just had to start writing down anything that came to mind to get started again. Writer's constipation is a bad, bad thing.

I was in a tsunami. Did you see that? Tsunami!

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

I DID. And I worried about you! *all the hugs!* I'm glad you're okay.

And, hey, original fiction you can actually sell is never a bad thing, and you are so awesome that I'm sure you can get published.

[milkshake-b.livejournal.com]

I have a remark but it's honestly kind of petty and based on running quickly by it on my friendspage. Do you want it anyway? How picky are you? I'd want it, but I feel naked without three betas at minimum these days, and that's not counting alphas, so I am highly aware I'm a bit anal. At best.

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

I am fairly picky and this is a first draft that hasn't been run by anyone, which means it's going to suck. Any remarks that help me make it suck less are more than welcome, so feel free to hit me. :)