Conversations with Christopher: Congratulations!

Once again, Christopher sits, facing a now familiar little girl, holding her stuffed bear.

Christopher: I hear congratulations are in order. Your story now has a home.

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: Yes, with Shenanigans Press. They’re the Young Adult stories for Mischief Corner Books.

Christopher: And they’ve accepted Wind Me Up, One More Time.

Grace: We’re so excited! (giggles)
Christopher: (He smiles, but his eyes are a little sad.) Again, congratulations! I’ll admit I’m jealous.

Theodora: Growwr?

Grace: Isn’t our scribbler working on your story right now? I thought she wrote something while she was in England? Or was it Scotland or Ireland?

Christopher: All three. It’s more Leiwell’s story than mine, although Damian and I did get a little attention while our scribbler was in Scotland. It was part of a response to one of Paula Wyant’s prompts, her Wednesday Words. I didn’t get as much attention while the scribbler was traveling as Leiwell, though. Or for that matter, Quartz.

(A red curtain appears behind the boy, the girl, and the bear.)

Quartz: (his voice comes from behind the curtain) Hah! Finally some quality story time instead of playing secondary character to you!

Chrstopher: (pointedly) We’re not even in the same universe, even if we end up together a lot in this Fourth Wall space. Besides, shouldn’t you be busy with Secondary Characters Speak Out?

Quartz: I’m a modern character, even if I’m part of a fantasy/fairytale setting. I can multi-task. Besides, as you say, we’re in Fourth Wall space. Congratulations, Theo, on your new home. Now if only the scribbler would hurry up with my story and find me one.

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: She’s working on it. She got some ideas while she was in Scotland-

Quartz: She’d better get some ideas after a fine display of stones like that. The National Museum of Scotland is quite a place.

Grace: -and she started steady work on it while in Dublin-

Quartz: Another fine city, I’ll admit. The people there have rhythm and moves. I ought to take Nimmie Not there…wait. What am I saying?!

Christopher: (chuckles) Behold the consequences of the scribbler’s attention.

Quartz: Oh, hush!

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: Remember, our scribbler will be busy with edits for our story, though. Plus she’s got five notebooks filled with stuff she needs to type up.

Quartz: Right, right, she’s a busy scribbler as always. As long as she doesn’t forget to make time for me.

(The curtain disappears.)

Christopher: Five notebooks? Has it really been that many notebooks for her?

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: She finished two journals while on vacation, plus one spiral-bound notebook. All written by hand, since she left her laptop in the care of friends. All part of her unplugging. Sort of unplugging.

Christopher: You’re right. I forgot, she filled out three notebooks before she left. They’re full of stories, poems, Morning Pages, notes, quotes, and book reviews. Put them all together and there are five of them.

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: Plus she’ll need to keep up with her weekly and monthly blogs, along with our edits.

Christopher: Not to mention NaNoWriMo is coming up. In addition to everything else.

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: Christopher, you should get some time during NaNoWriMo. She’ll be working on My Tool, My Treasure.

Christopher: When she isn’t working on your story.

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: True.

Christopher: Well, I guess all there is to say is good luck! I hope you enjoy your new home with Shenanigans Press.

Theodora: Growwr.

Grace: Thank you! Good luck to you, too! May you enjoy your NaNoWriMo time!

Christopher: I’m not sure if “enjoy” is exactly how I’d describe what’s coming…well, maybe I will enjoy it. (He smiles a little.) Thank you.

Theodora: Growwr!

Grace: Keep an eye out for our story with Shenanigans Press, everyone! Remember, it’s Wind Me Up, One More Time! (She waves goodbye)

#RainbowSnippets: A Symposium in Space

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

Every Saturday or 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+.

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For mine, Phaedra is going to pick up where she left off last Saturday in A Symposium in Space…

I stared at the archaic wood greaves in the portal to our home. So hopelessly old-fashioned. One of the things Pausania and I had in common was we both loved ancient, traditional things for all their connection with a patriarchal past.

Why did those connections have to be so bitter?

“I’m going to Agathea’s symposium.”

I didn’t turn around.

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Conversations with Christopher: Nimmie Not Presents Himself

(Picking up where Christopher and Quartz left off last week with Nimmie Not materializing right in the middle of Quartz’s conversation…and Quartz’s lap. )

Quartz: Gah!

Nimmie Not: Have you missed me, my dear dwarf? (He opens his skinny arms, wiggling a bit.) Feel free to show me how much!

Quartz: Get off me!

Nimmie Not: And yet you’re not knocking me off your lap. (He twitches a pointed ear even while he waggles his eyebrows.) This shows how fond you’ve become of me!

(The little bald man in a red cap with a bell on the tip, pointed red shoes with bells on the toes, wearing a matching red tunic under a bright green vest and equally yellow stockings disappears from Quartz’s lap. He reappears standing between Quartz and Christopher, grasping an enormous book in his knobby hands.)

Nimmie Not: Christopher, Christopher, just who is this boy you’ve been spending so much time with? (He opens the book, starts turning the pages.) Ah ha, he is! Yes, Christopher is a Personage of Importance but not in our universe. Therefore his significance has no bearing on us.

Christopher: Uh, thanks, I think? Only maybe I should be worried.

Nimmie Not: Which makes me wonder what you’re doing here with him. (He gives Quartz a severe look.) Especially when he shouldn’t. He’s from a different universe, Quartz. Terrible things happen when you cross universes.

Quartz: You’re going to lecture me on what’s right and wrong? That’s a laugh. This is the fourth wall, you bloody sprite. Characters from different universes can gather here.

Nimmie Not: And just what is your purpose in gathering here?

Quartz: Can’t you see that for yourself? I’m talking to Christopher! Yes, we come from different universes, but neither of us have had much story of late.

Christopher: Actually you’ve gotten more work on your story than I have recently.

Quartz: Oh, hush. Don’t distract the scribbler when she’s paying attention to me.

Nimmie Not: Yes, don’t distract the scribbler. Don’t distract Quartz either with those pretty looks of yours.

Christopher: Huh?

Quartz: What?!

Nimmie Not: Don’t look at me like that! I know you’ve got a soft spot for delicate, slender young humans.

Quartz: She was my daughter, you idiot sprite!

Christopher: And I’m not human. Not really.

Nimmie Not: Whatever. (He shuts his book and disappears, only to reappear behind Quartz with his spindly arms around the dwarf’s neck.) I can’t help getting jealous. After all, Quartz is supposed to be my Person of Importance, my bride.

Quartz: I am not your bride!

Christopher: Whatever convinced you that Quartz was all that?

Quartz: Good point, although you could have put it differently.

Nimmie Not: I was convinced by Quartz’s presence in my magical book, of course. It lists all Persons of Importance in its pages.

Christopher: And what convinced you that Quartz was your bride?

Nimmie Not: Because I want to marry someone interesting, of course!

Quartz: That’s it? You’re saying you could have just picked anyone interesting and chosen them as your bride? That’s why?

Nimmie Not: You sound almost disappointed, my dear dwarf.

Christopher: Surely there must be other reasons for picking Quartz.

Nimmie Not: Maybe, maybe. Yet you don’t expect me to reveal them to you, do you? (He sticks his tongue out at Christopher and disappears.)

Quartz: You’ll have to forgive Nimmie Not. He’s a jealous little kobold, but he…well, actually he’s just a jealous little kobold.

Christopher: (He raises an eyebrow.) I think that’s the first time you’ve told me to forgive someone else.

Quartz: Don’t start.

#RainbowSnippets: A Symposium in Space

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

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For mine, Phaedra was on her way out Pausania’s door in the next part of A Symposium in Space…

Part of me wanted to turn back. Part of me wanted to take her bleeding hand in mine and kiss it. Part of me wanted to apologize, to offer anything that might soothe her hurt.

I was beginning to wonder if anything I did would ever soothe Pausania’s hurt. Perhaps the only one who could heal Pausania was Pausania.

I needed to step back and let her do so.

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Conversations with Christopher: Quartz Grumbles

Quartz: Finally the scribbler has finished that bloody story! No more growling teddy bears!

Christopher: Unless Wind Me Up, One More Time gets accepted. If it does, Theodora may return to growl some more.

Quartz: Hrmph! Bothersome, trying to guess these things. This is what happens when the scribbler has to write all her blogs in advance because she’s going to disappear. Why is this being written in August?

Christopher: Because this is happening during the time she’s disappeared. Or is unplugging. Anyway I thought you liked Theodora?

Quartz: Aye, I do, but it’s been way too long since our stories got any work or attention. Especially mine.

Christopher: What’s your story about?

Quartz: My past mistakes. Just why everyone thinks I’m dead. (He pauses.) Come to think about it, it’s a bit embarrassing.

Christopher: Is Briar in your story? Or rather Blanche?

Quartz: Now, now. I’ve never heard one of those names in story time, just this fourth wall space. As for the latter, why, my Fairest hates that name. And yes, she is in the story. One of the scenes the scribbler has written is a fight between my Fairest and Nimmie Not.

Christopher: Nimmie Not being perhaps the most important main character in your story after you.

Quartz: Don’t let him hear you say that! It’ll go to his head like wine or ale! It’s swelled enough as it is, thank you.

Nimmie Not (A tiny, beardless man the same age as Quartz wearing a bright green tunic, a crimson vest, and yellow stocks appears in Quartz’s lap) Did somebody call?
Quartz: Gah!!!

(To be continued on Monday; September 23, 2019)

#RainbowSnippets: A Symposium in Space

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

Every Saturday or 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+.

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This time, it’s Phaedra’s turn to rant in this week’s snippet from A Symposium in Space…this is a little longer than six sentences, forgive me (bows)

“Men used to take boys as their beloveds, centuries ago on Earth. This whole notion of a lover guiding and dominating a beloved was theirs.”

“Not entirely.” Pausania bit on her trembling lip. A bead of red appeared upon it. “Life givers have redefined this relationship, making it—“

“—even more domineering if we’re an example of this.” I took a step away from Pausania toward the door.

 

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Conversations with Christopher: Oriana vs. Iama, Part 3

(The final part where Christopher offers up his judgment on the apple question or does he?)
Christopher: Listen to yourselves. Which apple would you choose as the superior one?

Iama: Not mine. Its needs are far too simple.

Oriana: Not mine. Its affection was a mean, petty, selfish emotion.

Iama: And yet I’m not dissatisfied with the outcome it brought me to.

Oriana: I’m hoping mine can change, become something greater in time.

Christopher: See? You didn’t need me to answer your question. You’ve already decided.

Iama: On the contrary. Your questions gave me insight, allowing my mind to illuminate what at first I could not comprehend. Even now, your silence is instructive.

Oriana: We’ve seen through the tactful avoidance of the question, Christopher. You’re telling us that neither heart is superior. Each has strengths and weaknesses of its own.

Christopher: Actually, I didn’t say anything of the sort. You just did.

Iama: You didn’t need to.

Oriana: Thank you, Christopher. I can see why Quartz told us to speak to you.

(A red curtain appears behind Oriana, Christopher, and Iama.)

Quartz: (His voice comes from behind the curtain.) See? Did I or I didn’t I say he’d be able to handle it?

Christopher: I’m still not sure I did anything.

Quartz: Oh, hush. Just smile and enjoy the respect.

Christopher: Right.

Quartz: Heh!