SCI FI FANTASY SATURDAY DEC. 15


And this week I've discovered that it's really hard to take ten sentences out of your story and have them make sense. But Bullseye has his own problems.

“You really want to leave?” said Ella. “Wouldn’t your friends miss you?”

“Them! They treat me like a pup!” said Bullseye. “I should go over there and say ‘Give me one good reason I should stay, you crumbs! Why shouldn’t I just ride out on my own?’ I should do that, shouldn’t I?”

Ella looked at him, her exotic green eyes sad. A breeze ruffled her lacy yellow bonnet and the frills of her dress.

“Please stay,” she said softly.

Bullseye tried to keep his face straight, but he had to look away.

“Okay,” he said. He rode back to the rear of the herd.

I'm not sure it's clear what I was going for here, but I'll see if your comments answer that for me.

SCIFI FANTASY SATURDAY Dec 1

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My first Snippet for SFFS is from my eternally in-progress "A Fistful of Dragons". Here, the heroes have just  joined a cattle drive and are about to meet some of the other cowhands.

Comments are welcome -- not just on the snippet but on the blog design, title, etc. If this blog becomes a going concern I hope to post more of my fantasy/SF as well as tell about "really cool things" I've read about (natural wonders and other stuff I think everyone should know about, hence "Look Around You").

Meanwhile, out on the trail:

Jon thought the three men coming towards them were leading horses, but they weren't.

They had the dark skin and features of Jon’s own people, long hair tied at the end with beads, and wore wide-brimmed hats decorated with more beads and several feathers – tokens of some brave deeds or big adventures. They wore buckskin shirts like the other cowhands.

From the waist down they were horses.

Jon, gaping, just looked at Wolf.

“They’re called centaurs,” said Wolf.

“I know that!” Jon almost yelled. “But they – well, where I come from you’d never see them on a cattle drive!”

“Why not?  That’s more spare horses for the rest of us.”