So I just randomly went through my word documents and deleted several. Oh, and threw away several of my notebooks ....
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Maybe I shouldn't have ...
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All those words, gone forever. Sure, there were many that I completely regretted, but still ... they were my words.
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Okay, I'm just kidding there. I learned my lesson on random deletion several years ago, so I don't plan to repeat it any time soon. I think you'll be much happier about what I DID do last night. You see, I've been talking about that short story collection coming out sometime this year.
Well, I noticed one of the collection was done, and as I've already run it through a few editors, and had done up a cover for it, I decided to go ahead and publish it.
Okay, I know I was telling you that it would be called "Sun Jewel Adventure," but when I did up the cover, it looked awkward to have "adventure" on there twice. So, anyways, head over to amazon and pick it up for the perfectfully unreasonable price of 99 dollars ...
Yeah, I forgot to add a period when I told KDP how much I wanted them to charge for the book. Hopefully this'll be fixed soon.
This is the story of Sir Erran's first contest against Sir Christofer. I tried very hard to give it the feel of the story games that my sister and I used to have as children. I watched both of the hobbit movies during the writing process, so quite a bit of Tolkien leaked in.
I let it. As I told V, who was nice enough to type it up out of the notebook for me, obviously Jenny had been reading the book.
Most of it was written during my break half-hours at work.
I hope ya'll enjoy it (once I get the price down to a more reasonable number, of course!)
(And to get you all interested in reading it .... Snippets!)
Two girls crouched
behind a rock as sounds of battle rang around them. Neither dared
look, knowing the sight to be too gruesome for maidens such as
themselves to look upon.
“Oh,
Jenny,” whispered one, the girl with long blond hair and large blue
eyes. “Do you think he’ll be all right?”
Jenny, the girl with
frizzy brown hair, freckles, and glasses, put a reassuring arm around
her friend. “Of course he will, Tisha.” She said, confidently.
“Chris is the best knight in all the world. Of course he will.”
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Jenny just smiled,
“So, what you seek is a contest? You against Chris? Winner declared
the official finest knight in the world?”
Chris and Tisha both
gasped, but Sir Erran just smiled. “Are you really so eager to see
your favorite knight humiliated?” he asked. “Well then, I accept
the challenge. What sort of contest shall it be? Sword? Jousting?”
“I
was thinking more along the lines of a quest.”
“A
quest? And how does that work?”
Jenny folded her
arms over her chest. “It’s simple you both look for the same
thing, and the one who finds it will be, without a doubt, the
bravest, cleverest, truest knight there ever was.”
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“I
fear no foe,” said Chris resolutely, giving Tisha’s hand a
reassuring squeeze. “If I fail, I do not deserve the title of Lady
Jenifer’s finest knight.” With that, he started climbing, helping
Tisha however possible.
“I
have no intentions of letting you fail.” said Jenny, over her
shoulder. “Sir Erran is a pompous fool. I don’t want him for my
finest knight.”
“But
he’s a grown-up – and has armor!” Tisha pointed out.
“That
does not give him right to lord over us,” said Jenny “Being a
grown-up will make him slow and his armor is cumbersome. Besides, do
you see him here to ask the dwarves questions?”
