Tuesday, June 10, 2014

WIPpet Wednesday: "Such Idols"

Happy Wednesday, friends! I hope you are all enjoying yourselves this week. I'm continuing to work on my JuNoWriMo project, Draft1. My wrists aren't quite sure how they feel about this, but my muse (who happens to be extremely masculine - anybody else's??) is certainly thrilled to be drafting again. This week, I'm posting eleven sentences from Draft1 since it's the eleventh day of the month. If I was a hash-tag abuser, I might include something like #JustSayNoToComplicatedWIPpetMath, but I won't.

Happy WIPpeting!

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He loved her. How easily he could admit it now to himself, when both their lives were forfeit. He loved her, and that’s why he couldn’t even lift his face to the ceiling of his meter-high cell. If he had been able to keep a tighter rein on his emotions, if he had followed through with his mission instead of charging after her like a gallant, errant fool, she would have never been caught. It was his fault that she was captured, his love for her that had put a dozen innocent contacts in danger. And yet, if he had to make those choices again, he would repeat the same offenses a hundred times over.

He loved her, and now that he acknowledged it in the darkness of his cell, he knew he would never find a way to stop loving her. It was just as well she was gone. Such idols need to be exorcised entirely, plucked like weeds before they have a chance to grow and choke out all surrounding life. A love like that could never be expressed. A love like that could only end in tragedy.

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Blog Love: Huge thanks to K L Schwengel for hosting the WIPpet Wednesday blog hop, where authors post snippets from the current Works In Progress.

Random Fact: My boys are on the couch now watching "Lady and the Tramp" with a very dazed puppy who just got back from a little trip to the vet with one less organ than she woke up with this morning.

16 comments:

  1. Oh boy, such an awesome excerpt filled with emotion that I can immediately connect with. Admitting love for someone and as reader, feel heartbroken that this person feels it was a love too dangerous to flower, to only be looked at as a weed. *sniff*

    Let me slam that weed down your throat so it can bloom into a beautiful dandelion!!

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    1. haha, I like dandelions too. But probably not slammed down my throat. :)

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  2. I know who it is!!! *exaggerated wink* (I feel all smug and on-the-list-ish. =0P )

    As usual, you've aimed your pen straight for the left ventricle. My heartbeat is now awry. I'm sure you have no intention of putting it right, either. *sigh* One of these days I AM going to get Fairy Blood out and see how you like it. So there.

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  3. Agh, you have a worrying talent for heartbreaking prose, Alana! I do love me a tragic love story, though, so I'm not really complaining.

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    1. Aw, thanks. :) I'm hoping there will be some hope interspersed throughout too so it's not all heartbreaking.

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  4. It amazes me how some things line up in the universe at times. I just heard the song Let Her Go 'Only miss the sun when it starts to snow, Only know you love her when you let her go." and then I read your WIPpet. And both just wrenched my heart out and left it sputtering on the floor. How you delight in that. ;) And you do it so well.

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    1. Yup. Sputtering hearts. You just figured out my whole end game. :)
      I had a strange song moment last month coming home from the highschool prom we chaperoned. I was all nostalgic and thinking about high school when "Time of your Life" by Greenday (I think) came on - it was our class graduation song.

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  5. Bitter pill.... The hopelessness, the futility, the desperation here. *hangs head* I'd love to see a happy turn around here, but... I just don't see that in the works.

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    1. That's funny, "bitter pill" was a phrase I took out of this section because it was too Americanized, but it was exactly my thoughts too. When do you wordwar, by the way? Do you do the morning ones?

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  6. You know...I've felt that way before =( This is a great excerpt, definitely filled with lots of emotion.

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    1. I'm sorry you've felt that way before, but I guess according to FB all that heartache's in the past, right? :)

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  7. Oh my goodness, that's so sad. I have no talent for writing tragic love, but you do. This is really good: "He loved her, and now that he acknowledged it in the darkness of his cell, he knew he would never find a way to stop loving her." Oh, my.

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    1. Thanks, Amy. This one definitely has more romance than my others, and I have to admit it's been a neat experience.

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  8. Ooof! My heart! Such a sad scene! Hopefully someday he'll come to realize that it's not a curse but a gift.

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