Wednesday, 2 October 2013

Insecure in October

Hello my dearies and welcome to this month's IWSG post! (you can find the other participants on a linky list if you click on the tab up above)


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Not only is it the first Wednesday of the month, it's also the second day of my self-imposed October Blogathon. This month, I am trying to post every single day, and not only that - I'm going to post about my writing, or bits of my writing, or something specifically relevant to writing. No complaints, no whining, nothing blue, if you know what I mean.

The reason? I have come to the realisation that I do two things waaaay too often: I don't blog at all or I blog only to complain about how little time I have for writing. So for once, I am not going to talk about that. Instead, I give you a small sample of what I'm writing right now - tell me, what do you think of it? I haven't checked it for tenses or grammar or the like, I'm just going for the feel of it right now.

The market was teeming with people, and every one of them wanted to shake the peacemaker’s hand. It made Rashid’s skin crawl, but it wasn’t his choice, and it certainly was not an argument he could win. Master Aleh said it was part of a Peacemaker’s job description to be known to people, and that was that. So they walked through the crowded Moonday morning market, not jostled, exactly, but certainly surrounded by what the master called his Potentials. Potentially his customers, potentially affected by what he did, by the judgements he handed down. 
Potential threats, is how Rashid thought of them. It took all he could all his willpower to keep his hand from clenching on the grip of his sword. It was his job to keep the master safe, and in this kind of environment, that was close to impossible. Even more so since the master insisted on handing everything he bought to his bodyguard, as if Rashid didn’t need his hands to protect him. Halfway through the market, he was already loaded down with no less than five neatly wrapped parcels. If someone truly meant the peacemaker harm, it would be impossible to even put himself before the blade and protect his master that way. All he could do now was glower at the people pressing against the peacemaker, vying for his attention, and hope he looked scary enough to give any evildoer pause.   
It took them what felt like several hours to cross the market, and by the time they got to the master’s home with the things they’d set out to buy, Rashid was covered in cold sweat and he could have sworn he wore through his teeth, he’d been grinding them so hard. Jol, the master’s housekeeper, met them at the gate to relieve Rashid of the parcels he was carrying. Jol could have done the shopping for them, of course, but the master liked to think of their weekly trip into Rashid’s own personal hell as a recruiting trip, advertisment of his services. Unfortunately, it worked. 
“Master, there is a man here waiting to speak to you,” Jol said while trying to close the door and keep hold of the parcels at the same time. 

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10 comments:

stu said...

It's a nice piece, although I suspect it might be nice to have a little more detail on the market and the different things acquired. It's an opportunity to luxuriate in the detail there.

Wendy Tyler Ryan said...

Sounds like some intrigue afoot! Good stuff.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Short but very descriptive with the scene. I could feel the marketplace and Rashid's annoyance.

Susan Gourley/Kelley said...

Blogging every day is a real challenge. I save it for April.
Interesting set up in your excerpt.

Tessa Conte said...

@ stu: You're right, it could do with more detail I think...really, a marketplace is ideal for that, isn't it?

@ Susan: I missed April A-Z this year so I still have some catch-up to do...

@ Alex & Wendy: Thanks! ; )

Roland D. Yeomans said...

I think sometimes less is more with details. That's funny coming from me I know. :-) Good luck in blogging every day. It is, indeed, a challenge!

You asked about how to enter my blogfest: just sign up on my original post. And just talk on your blog about the books that scared you, and, of course, what you think of my Serial Trilogy of novels. Ouch. It is a challenge.

Thanks for wanting to enter. :-)

Rachna Chhabria said...

Hi Tessa, wow, blogging every single day, that is awesome and a tough challenge. I liked the excerpt :)

Rachna Chhabria
Co-host IWSG
Rachna's Scriptorium

Beverly Fox said...

What a great goal! Blogging everyday is SO productive, expecially when you're challenging yourself to blog about writing.
You go, girl!

Bev

Tessa Conte said...

@ Beverly - THANKS!! Let's see how far I get ; )

@ Roland - shall be signing up ASAP

@ Rachna - Thanks for stopping by!

Misha Gericke said...

Your challenge sounds great! It can be easy to fall into the complaining rut. Well done on getting out of it. :-)

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