Stink Bug – Chapter 11

I rolled over. The stiff feather blanket scratched across my chin. I blinked my eyes and was surprised to see that this was already daylight. I heard the familiar trills and clucks of the Vrr’ak’l nearby. I shut my eyes again, slowly accepting the reality that I was still in a giant bird’s nest in a tree somewhere on the far side of a light, fluffy, sticky tunnel.Continue reading “Stink Bug – Chapter 11”

Stink Bug – Chapter 10

It started with a sneeze that startled me from my slumber. There was a tickle in my throat and I coughed. The tickle wouldn’t go away, and the cough grew in intensity. I sneezed again. My eyes burned. I sat up and looked about. All around me was darkness. A stiff blanket of feathers slid off my body. Another sneeze.Continue reading “Stink Bug – Chapter 10”

Tap-tap-tap

Here is my response to yesterday’s challenge over at the RocNaNo blog. Do you have a pet peeve?

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Tap-tap-tap.

Glibert leaned closer to the book. It was hard to make out the text in the fire light. He brought a candle closer. “Those who bear the Mark, must ever give their life in service of their King,” he read aloud.  He slid his finger down the text, looking for the line he needed.

Tappa-tap-tap.
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Comet West

This is my response to today’s Challenge over at the RocNaNo blog. The challenge is to use this note (found in a used astronomy book we recently purchased) to set the stage for a novel.

A note stuck into an astronomy book. It reads: "Comet West - March 5, 1976 5:32 A.M. There appeared at the top of the window a very brilliant light and in the instant that it took me to focus, right before me was a brilliantly glowing ball but of a hazy shape. greenish in color and indescribably bright. It seemed to wobble a little which must have been its revolutions and moved with a slightly downward curve then was suddenly gone. Sky was overcast for a next few days."
A note stuck into an astronomy book. It reads:
“Comet West – March 5, 1976
5:32 A.M.
There appeared at the top of the window a very brilliant light and in the instant that it took me to focus, right before me was a brilliantly glowing ball but of a hazy shape. greenish in color and indescribably bright. It seemed to wobble a little which must have been its revolutions and moved with a slightly downward curve then was suddenly gone. Sky was overcast for a next few days.”

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Stink Bug – Chapter 9

The entertainment went on like this for nearly an hour. Sometimes only one Vrr’ak’l would be performing, sometimes as many as ten were leaping and flipping in the air in a mad flutter of feathers and claws. It was probably one of the most amazing things I had ever seen.

I found myself nuzzling into K’eel’s feathers as the evening’s chill set in. She was clucking softly, and grooming W’oo’woo who was snuggled in on her other side. I shuddered from the cold, drawing K’eel’s attention.Continue reading “Stink Bug – Chapter 9”

Couch Potato

I encourage all you readers to take a moment and check out the new RocNaNo blog. We post daily with writing prompts and tips, and the occasional bit of our own writing.

Today’s challenge I posted myself. The challenge is to write a story based upon this photo of my cat Charlie, who’s been on my mind a lot lately.

Charlie reclining on the couch.

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Stink Bug – Chapter 7

I walked a few paces behind K’eel. He – she – kept looking back at me, fluttering her wings with each hop. The sounds of squawking and clucking floated toward me, growing louder with each step. The light of day diminished into deep shadows as the cacophony took over.

A dark wall of bushes loomed in front of us and K’eel paused. The chatter was just beyond in the blackness, ringing in my ears. K’eel spread her wings and trilled. The forest was suddenly silent.Continue reading “Stink Bug – Chapter 7”

Stink Bug – Chapter 6

The sun was low on the horizon and the shadows very long when we reached the stand of trees. It was dark in there, all shadows and flashes from the few remaining streams of light able to penetrate the thick canopy of trees. The canopy was abrupt, changing from a nearly unobstructed view of the darkening skies to a solid roof of leaves within a few feet. The edge of the canopy was almost perfectly straight. It bothered me.Continue reading “Stink Bug – Chapter 6”