#SampleSunday – Work in Progress – #amwriting

I signed on again for the Summer Reading Trail. Last year, I just linked to my free reads page. This year, I also pledged to write three new stories in three months: a fantasy, a sweet romance, and a mystery. I’m working on the fantasy now.

Tentatively called, “Blood of Mermayds”, it’s set in the world of EEL’S REVERENCE (still looking for a new title for that) and tells about how Loach the mermayd and Muriel the landwoman became friends. Cameo by Uncle Phineas. πŸ™‚

Here’s a bit of it:

I heard the mermayds coming from halfway down the street, even with my restaurant’s door closed. It sounded like a whole pod of them, which wasn’t surprising Β Β  you didn’t often see the younger ones alone on the land, and the older ones got that way by not attracting undue attention.

Cover by T. Lee Harris

“Don’t you open that door, Muriel,” my cousin said. “They’ll think they’re welcome.”

Mermayds didn’t often have money, but I didn’t mind bartering a meal for some fresh fish or seaweed, and I could always find a market for the odd pearl or such. My cousin Iris was older by ten years, and some would say I should have obeyed her. Still, it was my restaurant and she worked for me, so I opened the door.

There were three of them, taking up half the street, gliding over the cobbles with their long, muscular, fluked tails glistening, rippling behind them. Older ones usually wore tops that covered their featureless chests, disguising the evidence that they weren’t mammals, but these tads were bare-chested. The two with dark hair wore high-quality gill-bands that would filter oxygen for them for up to two weeks, but the band on the blond tad was cheap and good for no more than a day. First time on land, was my guess.

They called back and forth in the clicking, squealing language they used to each other out of the water.

Iris looked past me and shuddered. “Ugh! Nasty things. Talking snakes, is what they are.”

“People with tails,” I said, just to be contrary.

“Uncle Phineas doesn’t like them. You can see him staring at them in here and in the street.”

“Uncle” Phineas was one of those new priests who claimed districts and demanded tithes. I thought they should call themselves something other than Uncle and Aunt, which is how the true priests of Micah title themselves. Iris can say mermayds on land are unnatural all she wants to, but I say a priest making demands is worse.

I pulled my wild black hair back and tied it at the nape of my neck with a bit of twine.

The blond one turned toward me at my movement, flailing for balance as it found itself whipping around with unexpected speed. New out of water, like I thought.

They all looked at me then. The black protective lenses that shielded mermayd eyes from straight sunlight gave them all an eerie look, I had to admit.

“Don’t let them in,” Iris said, already knowing I would.

The blond one recovered its balance, laughing along with the others, showing its teeth in what looked like a grimace, but passed for a smile with them.

After they traded some noise, the dark ones approached my door, the blond one behind them.

“I’m on break,” Iris said, heading for the back door.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: How did your main character and his or her best friend meet? How did you and YOUR best friend meet?



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “#SampleSunday – Work in Progress – #amwriting

  1. Perry Block

    April 22, 2012 at 7:19am

    I still want to picture Darryl Hannah, but it sounds fascinating.

    Looking forward to the slithery rest!

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      Marian Allen

      April 22, 2012 at 7:47am

      LOL! Is there any circumstance under which you would NOT want to picture Darryl Hannah? πŸ™‚

      I’m supposed to have the slithery rest on my blog by June 1. Mystery in July and Sweet Adult Romance in August. Maybe Darryl Hannah can be in that one. πŸ™‚

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  2. Marion Driessen

    April 22, 2012 at 10:42am

    Marian, I would LOVE to read more about Eel’s Reverence’s world.
    Please, let these mermayds in πŸ˜€

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