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Tuesday Tickle: The Boyler Room

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A little steampunk for your day.

Gideon Lynch brought his zeppelin in to the mooring station indicated by the flagman’s spastic posturing on the walkway below him. Magdalene, as a former Union Air Force corvette, was small, perfect for fast take-offs and sudden stops and easy to fit into tight spaces. All of which the flagman must have cottoned onto, because he was sending Gideon toward the tiniest slip he’d ever seen outside of a smuggler’s hideout. It was going to be a squeeze, even for Maggie.

“Run out the grapples, Cap’n?”

“Pete, there’s only the two of us.”

“Still makes you the Captain.”

Gideon laughed. “All right, First Mate Bower, run out the grapples. Asa’ll be waiting for us.” He hadn’t seen his brother in near six months, not since the day he’d come home from a shipping run and found the family in an uproar over Asa’s illicit association with the physician’s assistant.

His attempts to defend Asa hadn’t helped set matters aright and, in the end, Asa’d high-tailed it west. To make his fortune in the gold fields, he said, though Gideon thought it was more likely he wanted to avoid the constant lectures and attempts at supervising his every move. Finding himself now in the spotlight of the family’s ire, Gideon’d followed his brother’s lead. He’d taken Maggie and moved south, drifting gradually around the country like an airship without a rudder, until a telegraph from Asa sent him to San Francisco at Maggie’s best pace.

This will be a fun story to write, once I clear a few other things off the decks. Furface is staggering along–so typical of this point in the story, when creativity has to take a back seat to logic and accuracy. And there are a couple of Christmas stories hanging around, jingling in my ears.

A Little Steampunk Music for Ya

I love this song. Now I want to write a story about airship pirates, but I think The Tales of the Ketty Jay are probably better than anything I could come up with.  *Note to self–dig out the Ketty Jay for a reread*

Tallulah Blue and Britain’s Got Talent

There’s just so much to make you laugh in this video. Watch David Hasselhoff through the whole thing and then wait for the comments at the end. The construction workers are a giggle, too.

Tuesday Tickle: The Boyler Room

I spent the morning fighting with two different printers to get my contract printed off, only to lose severely and have to make a trip into town. Contract is signed and sent. Let the waiting recommence. In the meantime, I have gotten almost nothing written today. Ugh. I’ll likely hit my targets before bedtime, but it’ll be a hard slog. True to my rather bizarre method of writing, I’m working the ending of The Boyler Room (note the name change–I think this one will stick).

Anyway, here’s few words from The Boyler Room, a part of today’s 1000 words, so pretty much unedited. Actually, it’s a bit of a performance. Ladies and Gentlemen, if you could join me in welcoming our star attraction, Leland!!! (JUst a note: he’s wearing an ‘Egyptian’ costume with a white cloak over it)

Right on cue, the machinery jerked to a stop. Lee waited eight beats before he stood up and moved away from the throne. The noise crescendoed and then died away as Lee began to dance.

He stepped out carefully, long legs appearing and disappearing in flashes through the cloth. A slow turn put him with his back to the audience. He deliberately extended his left leg to the side, toes pointed and knee bent just so to expose the flesh halfway up his thigh as the muslin cloak fell away. A roar greeted this display and he firmly repressed a smile.

With slow, lazy movements, Lee pulled the leg back in and pushed out the other, only this time he kept it straight and bent his left knee so the cloth fell away from the right leg completely. He let the right side of the cloak tumble from his fingers and shrugged it back off his shoulder, baring his right side to his spine as he gracefully reached out to lay the curve of the hook against the skin of his ankle. Turning his head to smile wickedly at the men, he languidly drew the prop up his leg, until he could hook it in the hem of his skirt and tease them with a brief glimpse of the curve of his ass.

Straightening his left leg, he raised himself until he was balanced in the center of the stage, legs spread wide. He dropped the left side of his cloak and turned the flail out until the audience could see it, spinning the beaded strands like one of Mattie’s tassels.

A quick flick of his wrist brought the flail around to smack against his ass with a muffled rattle. The yells of the crowd covered the clatter of the hook hitting the floor as he tossed it under the throne, where he wouldn’t risk stepping on it.

There’s our Lee (Leland is his stage name!) And yes, it needs some serious editing, but I’ve been talking about the story for a few weeks now, I thought I should give you a peek! 😀

I’m probably enjoying this too much…

But I’m still researching for The Boyler Room. And, holy crap, can this girl dance!

Yep, definitely have to have a fan dance.

Serious Inspiration

I’m doing *cough* research today.

Lee needs to have a routine like this. It’s a moral imperative.

Crap, I can see it already…question is, does he do this one in public, or privately for a certain dashing airship captain?

I think I need to do some more research. 😀

Fun with Werewolves

I’m developing a pattern with these two projects. Work on the Boyler Room one day, work on Furface the next.

Today was a very wolfish day. I’m learning lots about Connor, who was more a plot device in the last book than a full-fledged character. He seems to be coming into his own in this one and, I think, will be more than a match for Glyn. For all his easy-going manner, he wants what he wants and he’ll smile and bat his eyelashes, make suggestive remarks, and dig his heels in until he gets it.

Gonna be fun to watch the seduction. 😀

Just over 1000 words today on that one story and probably more, but I’ve updated the progress bars with the numbers I have right now, since I don’t know if I’ll have time later. It would be nice to finish this by the end of the month and start running it through the crit group for the summer.

Tomorrow, I have to decide if I’m going to write the introduction of Gideon’s brother Asa into the story or something else. If I’m feeling particularly creative, I might try to write the dance routine where Gideon and Lee first see each other. I started their first love scene last night–it’s very sweet, which surprised me. I wasn’t expecting that, but now I’m intrigued. Here’s hoping you will all be, whenever it’s done. 😛