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I’m continuing with snippets from my new science fiction novella. I’ll get to the romance part soon, but for now, the heroine, Josie, is still on her home planet.
You can read last week’s snippet at https://auroraspringer.blogspot.com/2022/02/second-snippet-from-my-new-sci-fi.html
This week, I’ve skipped to the next chapter. Josie and Butch are standing by her spaceship, the Star Condor. It’s the day before they are scheduled to depart and all the provisions are on board. Note, this is still an early version and subject to change.
A yell caught Josie’s attention and she pivoted around.
Drin was running across the heat-hazed airfield toward them, yelling and waving. A pack bounced on his back and his cap was tilted askew.
“What’s up with him?” Butch said. “Thought he had a date for tonight.”
Josie was silent; an itch of foreboding had replaced the pleasant anticipation of her voyage.
Panting for breath, Drin skidded to a stop in front of her. A lanky young man of indeterminant origin, Drin’s mathematical acuity and long dexterous fingers gave him mastery of com systems. His eyes were a startling blue against his ebon complexion. At this moment, his fingers clutched the straps of his pack and his eyes popped in excitement.
Ten lines plus a little more:
He gasped, “Heard the news?”
“Tell us,” she demanded.
“Message just came in. Omalu’s fallen to the Emperor’s forces. His fleet is two jumps away from Saffeen.”
“Bad news,” Josie said. “But, we’ll be leaving tomorrow.”
“Gets worse,” Drin continued. “I’ve been snooping on the local coms. Governor’s ordered conscription of all spacecraft for defense. When I saw that order, I grabbed my gear and raced to the Condor.”
Butch asked quietly, “What’ll we do?”
She swiveled to face the Star
Condor and aimed her forefinger at the sky. “We’re flying. Pronto.”
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Uh oh! They'd better be quick or their plans are ruined!ReplyDelete
Just a little incentive to leave the planet!Delete
Yep. I'd be heading for the sky in a jiffy! Nice writing!ReplyDelete
Thanks. Josie can be decisive, although not about everything.Delete
Uh - faster than Pronto. Get out of there.ReplyDelete
It's fast enough. The official message hasn't yet reached the ship.Delete
Nice to have a head's up. Here's hoping they can avoid getting caught in any crossfire.ReplyDelete
Well, the space fleet is two hyperspace jumps away. It won't arrive instantaneously.Delete
They'd better get in the air quick. Since this is still in progress, I found the description of Drin to be a distraction from the action. Maybe you could slip in some of it in later, a couple of thoughts at a time. Just my opinion.ReplyDelete
Thanks, I'll look into it.Delete
Fly now for sure! Exciting development and I like the way you build the tension as Drin delivers the news. Great snippet.ReplyDelete
Yep. Better get going. Nice tension build.ReplyDelete
Thanks. Just a little push to send her flying.Delete
And I wonder if they are going to get away without a struggle. Lots of potential conflict here. Great snippet! Tweeted.ReplyDelete
Thanks. There will be various struggles ahead.Delete
I think I'd run too. If not she may not have the ship for long.ReplyDelete
Exactly her idea!Delete
I tried to go to this week's - Feb 27 - post but got page not found.ReplyDelete