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Okay. Before the clock strikes midnight and I turn back into a pumpkin, I am going to get this WIPpet done. Yes, oh yes, I am.

We last left Arvid looking up at Oya, wondering what the Elders threatened Oya with if she didn’t return to the town in 10 days. Um, let’s see, 5 paragraphs because 2+3=5

“Or else…?”

“Or else Kiano leads the front line of the next battle.”

Arvid pressed her lips together, considering. Leading the front line could be considered an honor. A twisted, cruel honor. The Elders used it to execute noble warriors for the crimes of their families. They placed him on the front line, then waited while he walked 30 paces ahead of the army to engage the enemy by himself. Sometimes, a man volunteered for it to keep a loved one from being exiled or tortured. Other times, like now.. “Maybe you should start home at sunrise.”

Oya shrugged, trying to look nonchalant, and failing miserably. “I can at least see you to Uttermost and maybe a little ways into the foothills. I’ll get home in plenty of time.”

Arvid decided not to argue. Right now. “Get your bedroll. I’m tired.”

That’s it! And now I must go be my alter-ego. :-) I don’t have a picture picked out, but this is fun. Don’t forget to visit the Grand Mistress of the WIPpeteers, K.L. Schwengel.


Mmm… Alaska Indies


Welcome once again to Mirth and Music Monday. I hope you had a wonderful Good Friday, Waiting Day, and Resurrection Sunday. If you don’t celebrate them, I hope you had a nice weekend.

When I sat down to look for MMM videos, I noticed Indie Alaska had posted one about a piano player, so I decided to go with an Alaska theme this week. Themes are not necessary, however, if you wish to join in. Just post something funny and something musical (they can be the same video) and add your blog to the link-up (the frog on the right).


For this week’s funny, I present a popular Alaskan comic strip. If you decide to look it up, let me just warn you, not all the strips are kid-friendly. These are courtesy of Tundra Comics and used with permission.

121118 Tundra Chameleon Stinks

bicycle bear



And now, an Alaskan music video. It’s really a mini-documentary, but there is music playing in the background the whole time and it’s about a musician, so it sort of counts.


That’s it for me this week. Be sure to check out the other Mirth and Music Monday participants’ blogs. They’re sure to have something to make you smile. :-)

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Hello!It’s WIPpet Wednesday, time for the WIPpeteers to share snippets of their works in progress. To join, post an excerpt of your current WIP that somehow corresponds to the date, add your blog to the linky, and send a bouquet of poppies to our hostess, K. L. Schwengel.

This week I’m saying no to complicated WIPpet math and offering 16 lines. I’m sorry for leaving you hanging last week. Something came up. We last left Arvid clutching a knife under her blankets, waiting to see what made that twig snap…

A smiling face popped into view. A very familiar face. “Oya?”

“I knew I couldn’t sneak up on you.”

“What are you doing here?”

Oya knelt on the edge of the bedroll. Arvid shifted to give her more room. “Following you. You didn’t think I’d let you go without saying goodbye, did you?”

“I didn’t have a choice.”

“There’s always a choice.”

Arvid rolled her eyes. “Well, anyway, I didn’t have much of one. What did Master say when you told him you were coming after me?”

“He didn’t say anything to me. He must have told the Elders, though, because a messenger caught up with me a couple hours after I left to warn me to be back home in ten days.”

“Or else…?”


Or else, indeed. Either Oya could be exiled with Arvid, or I could come up with something different. Maybe some kind of loss of status or a threat to her family. Something motivating. Any ideas?

Oh... just chillin'

Oh… just chillin’


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