WIPpet Wednesday | 7-Day Challenge
I’m addicted to eating. There, I said it, and it’s not just any eating. It has to be junk and full of things that you are not supposed to eat too much of. I’ve been eating like this since I was a child. I’m not saying that this is an excuse. I know its not. I’m saying that’s it a lot harder for me stop. I have “paused” plenty of times, but one bite of sugary goodness and I’m back where I started– the beginning. So, on my usual daily stroll on Facebook, my best friend came across a challenge. This “challenge” has little to no purpose, or I don’t know the purpose because I refused to read the entire post out of boredom. However, I did read the image that came with it. I figured it said more than enough on what I was supposed to do. For seven days I cannot eat rice, chips, pasta, red meat, bread or candy. Or drink soda and alcohol (the alcohol part killed me, by the way). What I can eat and drink are chicken and fish, veggies, fruits and water. Part of the challenge is that I have to eat five to six times a day, which isn’t going to happen because I get up around one and two in the afternoon. It’s pretty much summer peeps, let me sleep in.
Yet, I planned to do it anyways. In fact, today is my first day. I got up around two hours ago, yes, I am serious, and cleaned my house. For my brunch I ate a salad with black olives, roma tomatoes, boiled chunks of boneless chicken, shredded cheese, eggs, and a little ranch salad dressing and salt and pepper. Now, for those who are like my best friend and can’t fathom why I would put all these ingredients into one bowl. Because I like it. To me, a salad is not a salad without olives. I love olives, will and have ate them out of the can. My daughter loves them. Sometimes we fight over who gets the last can. We can’t share it because then we would just be eating each others olives, depending who ate theirs first. I call my salad a power meal. It has enough protein to be a main dish, which is how I’m going to survive this challenge.
On to WIPpet Wednesday. I’m actually really excited to be joining in again. I really have missed reading everyone’s excerpts and having them reading mine. I learn so much about my story and what I can do to improve it and what works better. I also learn different writing styles and improve on my grammar. I hate to admit it but I lack in that area, grammar that is. I’m learning slowly. Alright, enough about my own issues.
I’m rewriting Tellus on paper and that has helped a lot. I’ve also changed some of the characters or took out their speech, rather. I decided not to let the animals speak in normal terms. I gave them telepathy where they can communicate with their masters. I think it makes it interesting in a lot of ways. Today I’m posting a rewrite of Tellus. I haven’t gone far with it but I would like your suggestions on the new take. My worry is that it’s not engaging enough to see the scene vividly. So, I’ve been working on that. I also want to point out that the characters way of speech and how this story is told is similar to how Games of Thrones is written. To make this clear I did not and will not take anything that George R.R. Martin has written. I know the laws and is frighten of them. His story is what inspired Tellus, is all.
The scene today is a real-like dream, dreamt by Xantara, one of four protagonists, but the center subject of book one. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to post because it is in the very beginning stage, but I’m taking a stab. WIPpet math, you have the date added by the month which gives you sixteen sentences from a beginning chapter I’m not sure where to place, but would like to keep.
Xantara sat in the middle of it all. Surrounded by jade and crimson flames, watching as they danced around her, rising, parting the clouds above her. In the distant shouts and scream she could hear the soft hums of a familiar voice. A lullaby. Sweet and nostalgic and yet Xantara couldn’t remember where she heard the tune. And before she had the chance to ponder she was surrounded by darkness. Darkness and the flames of green and red, accompanied still by the lullaby, whose voice grew softer. The flames distinguishing in the blackness around her, replaced by amber glows and shouts and screams of those that scorned her. She didn’t mean to, she wanted to say. It wasn’t her intention. But the hands of those narrowed eyes pulled and dragged her down, digging nails and sticks into her body until the blood broke from her skin. She reached out a hand and lifted her head for one last breath of mercy, but the hands dared to hear her pleas. They wrapped around her small undeveloped neck and squeezed until each breath became harder than the next. Xantara knew her life was fading, because everything drowned in waves of nothing. And yet that did not frighten her as much as the world she was leaving behind. Why did it bother her so to leave this wretched planet behind?
And there you have it. If you want to hop along on WIPpet Wednesday make a post with an excerpt of your current work in progress and then link it up here for all the other WIPpeteers to gander.