Weekend Writing Warrior recap:
- Sign up on the site.
- Post 8 sentences of your writing, published or unpublished, to go live after 12:00 noon on Saturday 03/02/13 (should be live at 9AM, however).
- Then visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8 sentence posts.
- Spread the word! Twitter hashtag #8sunday.
- More detailed rules here.
I’m sharing snippets from a wip called The First Nation. Last time I checked in with the Weekend Warriors, Raveena (our mc) reflected on the darkness of the caves and how they they were far from empty, like her father–an ex-Harvester–had told her. This week we hear about Reporting–how the harvesters turn in their mined aborul (what they use to fuel the Nation).
Reporting was the worst part of being a Harvester–not the tight caves and darkness. Every reporting site was in a shitty location—right next to the furnaces. It was to cut travel time between the aborul being in our bags and being in the fire—I got that. But it was still a pain in the ass. It took forever and the only thing you get is a few quick jabs on an antiquated keyboard and a short nod. Or you got a soft shake of the head and a note in your file about your lack of work ethic, about your lack of dedication to the Nation. I shrugged off a shudder. The nod was good enough for me.
That’s my 8! Now, get on over to the Weekend Writing Warriors and check out some other great 8s. :)