#RainbowSnippets: A Symposium in Space

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

Every Saturday (and starting next week for me Sunday), those participating post and share six sentences of LGBTQIA+ fiction on their blogs. It can be their own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be LGBTQIA+.

To read a wide variety of samples from LGBTQIA+ stories, go here…

https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/?ref=group_header

For mine, I’m going to pick up where I left off last week in my recently released novella, A Symposium in Space…

It wasn’t natural. Very little about Pausania was natural. She still made everything about her appearance seem artless and unfeigned.

A pity the same wasn’t true of her personality.

She stalked toward the orb, carrying a wine glass in one hand. It tilted precariously, threatening to drip its contents upon her elaborately patterned rug.

This irritated me.

 

Want to read more? Here are the buy links…
Nine Star Press: https://ninestarpress.com/product/a-symposium-in-space/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Symposium-Space-Feast-Words-ebook/dp/B07PGB15FY/ref=sr_1_1?crid=3BPACY58MCCMV&keywords=a+symposium+in+space&qid=1552937461&s=digital-text&sprefix=A+Sympo%2Caps%2C239&sr=1-1

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1130883509?ean=2940161507872

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/a-symposium-in-space

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/928136

 

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Me Me Monday: Agathea’s Advice

Welcome to the Cauldron of Eternal Inspiration. Pardon the shoddy state of this place. I fear our creatrix’s imagination is a realm of general disorder. Ideas and stories shift around with a turbulence which jolt and display her poor characters. Alas, screaming at her or menacing her tends to be highly counterproductive. To those who disagree with me on this point, I would like to point out that I, Agathea, have accomplished what many characters here still struggle to achieve. I have a part in A Symposium in Space, one of K.S. Trenten’s published works. Mine may not be the leading role, but it is an elegant part where I spread the word of my goddess, giving everyone a taste of my particular style. Therefore I say with some authority that is is far more effective to lure our creatrix away from other projects into yours. Capture her interest with ideas. She cannot resist a shiny idea. Indeed, one of the methods she employs to avoid being pelted with Writer’s Blocks is to constantly chase after ideas which come to her, to capture them on paper or in a file before they can escape. Yes, I know, her methods are crude, yet they are effective. Not allowing herself any time for this in times past led to blockage and time wasted. Therefore as I prepare myself to say farewell on behalf of us all to our usual Me Me Monday blogs, turning the Cauldron over to all the characters involving in the BloggingFromAZAprilProject: Character Conflects, I suggest to them that they give this strategy serious thought. Now if you’ll all excuse me, I have a dinner party to host and an extended release to grace. May Aphrodite be with you all and please feel free to inspect the buy links below if you, too, are interested in this party.

A Symposium in Space
Nine Star Press: https://ninestarpress.com/product/a-symposium-in-space/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Symposium-Space-Feast-Words-ebook/dp/B07PGB15FY/ref=sr_1_1?crid=3BPACY58MCCMV&keywords=a+symposium+in+space&qid=1552937461&s=digital-text&sprefix=A+Sympo%2Caps%2C239&sr=1-1

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1130883509?ean=2940161507872

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/a-symposium-in-space

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/928136

#RainbowSnippets: A Symposium in Space

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

Every Saturday (or Sunday, in April, I’m going to be switching to Sunday, since the Cauldron will be otherwise occupied with BloggingFromAZAprilProject: Character Conflicts), those participating post and share six sentences of LGBTQIA+ fiction. It can be their own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be LGBTQIA+.

To read a wide variety of samples from a wide variety of LGBTQIA+ stories, go to…

https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/?ref=group_header

For my own, I’m going to pick up where I left off in A Symposium in Space last Saturday…

Tawny beads weighed down the edges of the tunic.

Pausania’s attire was usually a compromise between fashionable and comfortable. Her blouse complemented her auburn hair, falling in thick, luxuriant waves over her shoulders.

Those russet tresses were coarser than they looked. They still yielded to brushes, combs, or my worshipful fingers. Tiny strands of copper mingled with the auburn locks, giving her head a halo’s gleam.

 

Intrigued? Want to read more? This book is being released next Monday on March 25, 2019! Here are some buy links…

Nine Star Press: https://ninestarpress.com/product/a-symposium-in-space/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Symposium-Space-Feast-Words-ebook/dp/B07PGB15FY/ref=sr_1_1?crid=3BPACY58MCCMV&keywords=a+symposium+in+space&qid=1552937461&s=digital-text&sprefix=A+Sympo%2Caps%2C239&sr=1-1

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1130883509?ean=2940161507872

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/a-symposium-in-space

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/928136

Me Me Monday: Pausania Vents

What are you staring at it with such impertience? Don’t they teach you any manners in this century on Ancient Earth? I despise it when people look at me, well, all right, I also love it. Only I’m particular about who’s doing the looking, just as I am about the company I keep. There’s a lot of poor quality out there. It’s only too easy to be dragged into it. Look at some of the scruffy individuals Phaedra finds herself with in A Symposium in Space. You shouldn’t believe the pretty picture she paints of certain old rogues anymore than you should accept with complete condemnation the harsh one she offers of me. Well, all, right, yes, I was a bit high-handed and dismissive of her feelings. In truth, I don’t dismiss them at all. I worry about Phaedra all the time. I worry about how accepting she is of others, others whom will abuse her trust. She already caught Agathea’s eye. Yes, Eryximachia, Agathea’s lover and I have a past. I’m sure that played a part in our getting an invitation to the symposium. I’m not sure if Agathea would have invited me if she hadn’t noticed I had a beautiful and vulnerable beloved. Phaedra’s innocence and optimism attract predators like Agathea’s. I fear for Phaedra at her space cluster. I fear she doesn’t understand how dangerous a place the universe can be. If she’s truly determined to explore it, I want to do what I can to protect her. To be there for her if she needs me. Not to mention I can’t help wondering what it’s like to see the universe through her wide, green eyes, filtered through her optimistic vision. I can’t remember the last time I felt that way. It may have been when I first saw Phaedra. I miss the sensation. To be honest, I’m getting as tired of complaining about everything as Phaedra is. I’m tired of being afraid of what could go wrong, all the bad things which could happen. Perhaps it’s time for a change for myself as well as Phaedra. I just hope this change works out for the both of us.

#RainbowSnippets: A Symposium in Space

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

Every Saturday (or Sunday), those participating post and share 6 sentences of LGBTQIA+ fiction on their blogs. It can be their own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be LGBTQIA+.

To read a wide variety of samples from LGBTQIA+ stories, go to…

https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/?ref=group_header

For mine, I’m coming to pick up where I left off last weekend in A Symposium in Space, due to be released in an extended novella form by Nine Star Press on March 25, 2019…

“A symposium is nothing more than a dinner party.” Melodic and laced with sarcasm, my paramour’s voice floated into the room before she made her appearance.

Swallowing a sigh, I turned to face Pausania.

She glided into the room with a lazy grace, loose leggings swishing around her slender limbs. As always, she managed not to drag the tassels at the ends of them across her floor. The pants matched the fawn-colored blouse she wore.

Me Me Monday: Aristophania

Hello there, people of Ancient Earth! How nice of you of you to drop by and see an old lifer like me! I’m Aristophania, comedian, tale-spinner, and all around unwelcome guest. While my little performances amuse some, they offend many others. Those others start thinking longingly of Ancient Earth stocks when they look at me while in truth, I exist for them. There’s always a need for fools and irreverent folks to say what others are far too polite to dare utter. I try to entertain while I express these inconvenient truths to unappreciative audiences. Those I’m trying to reach appreciate me the least as they yearn for those antique stocks. Not having them, they’ll come up with more creative ways of trying to make the fool act in a less foolish fashion. I’ve barely escaped a few of these.

After such dangerous close encounters with many a citizen’s more vigorous form of rotten fruit, I was a little anxious about Agathea’s invitation to her symposium. I see a different side to her and the Aphrodite she promotes, shall we say a more light-hearted side? I may have share this perspective here and there in a few public skits. The audience was appreciative, although I doubt Agathea was. I wasn’t sure if I should accept this invitation, all things considered. It would be sensible to decline it. Yet what kind of a comedian would I be if I acted in a sensible fashion? I am the heir to fools and nay sayers. I can’t just hide in the shadows like a sensible person. I must go where the humour awaits me, even if the joke kills me. Even if it does, I ought to go out in a way that brings a smile to people’s faces. Besides Pausania asked me to give her a lift in my rickety space ship. How could I refuse a lovely young lifer like her? Even if she is a trifle sullen and serious. This may be why her beloved walked out on her. Pausania was certain she’d be at the symposium. There was a chance the girl had better things to do, but it was an attempt at optimism, a rare thing for Pausania. I wanted to encourage her in it.

Truth be told, I’m curious. Why did Agathea invite a crusty old thorn in her side like me to this private party? Why did she invite any of us? Sokrat, Pausania, Phaedra and myself joining Agathea and Eryximachia at their table? It’s an odd gathering and no mistake. Why throw us all together like this?

I’m eager to find out. I’m also apprehensive, but you might say that’s part of the fun. Whatever happens, it’s bound to be entertaining and I live to entertain. Who knows what might happen, hmm?

On March 25, 2019, in A Symposium in Space, we’ll find out. 😉

#RainbowSnippets: A Symposium in Space

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

Every Saturday, those participating post and share six sentences of LGBTQIA+ fiction. It can be their own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be LGBTQIA+.

To read a wide variety of samples from LGBTQIA+ stories, go to…

https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/?ref=group_header

I’m picking up where I left off on my soon to be released extended version of A Symposium in Space…March 25, 2019! Soon as I’ve got them, I’ll post the buy links. For now, here’s another taste…

Such barbarism was behind us. A new democracy had spread out from Ancient Earth, across space, freeing women from their former bondage to male thoughts and ideas.

The only problem was this democracy was dominated by the wealthy and the powerful, just as too many societies had been in the past. They controlled the spaceways, spamming the universe with their advertising. Their shining, three-dimensional billboards and oversized spacecrafts were everywhere, dominating the skyline.

It was more than a little annoying.