Hi, there! I’m Tipper Allen, and guess what? Momma inbited some magic pigs to visit! She said I can post my own post next week. Now, I’m going to hide, because I don’t like bisitors.
Oh, the pigs work with a writer Momma knows and likes named Teagan.
Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene’s work is colored by her experiences from living in the southern states and the desert southwest (of the USA). Teagan most often writes one kind of fantasy or another, including the “Punk” genres, like steampunk, dieselpunk, and atompunk. Whether it’s a 1920s mystery, a steampunk adventure, or an urban fantasy, her stories have a strong element of whimsy. There are no extremes in violence, sex, or profanity.
Her talents also include book covers and promotional images. She makes all of her own. Teagan is currently exploring the idea of offering that service to others.
All of the books by Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene are available at her Amazon Author Page.
Amazon Author Page ( relinks.me/TeaganRiordainGeneviene )
Her latest release is from the punk genres, Hullaba Lulu, a Dieselpunk Adventure.
The Glowing Pigs Visit Marian Allen
(Sound of hooves clicking on tile floor.)
Teagan: Oh, hi Deme. This is a nice surprise. I see you brought Honeybell with you. What brings you two otherworldly pigs away from Atonement, Tennessee?
(Grunt snuffle snort)
Deme: We heard that Marian Allen invited us to visit her. But Honeybell is kind of worried about leaving Atonement. You know there’s a lot of magic there, and “supes.” We don’t know if there are any supernatural creatures, and we’re worried about fitting in. What would we talk about?
Honeybell: Besides, I’m worried about what kind of trouble Ralda-Esmeralda and Robin the Warden could get into without us to look after them. Robin might need our help repairing the “Batmobile” again… And Ralda-Esmeralda could still be tempted by Gwydion, not to mention that new guy I saw around town.
Deme: Marge Tipton might need us to fix her love life again too.
(Grunt snuffle snort. Grunt snuffle snort)
Teagan: Ah… I see. Sheriff Robin Warden can use another car on the outside chance that his souped-up police car breaks down, and Ralda Lawton is a resourceful woman. Although, I understand. You two have a history of looking out for the ordinary humans in Atonement, Tennessee. You also add some lighter moments to the stories that come from that not-so-peaceful small town.
Deme: Come to think of it, Teagan, you haven’t given us, or anybody in Atonement a new story in a long time! You could at least write us another snort story. What’s up with that?
Honeybell: Now, don’t be greedy, Deme. Our Teagan has written more stories about Atonement, Tennessee and all the different folks there than she has any other single place.
Teagan: Thanks, Honeybell. I actually have put an Atonement-related character in my novel-in-progress. Enoch Metatron – he’s related to Annie, who runs the antique shop, and her twin sister Adelle. Although that is not an Atonement story, and it will be quite some time before it’s published.
Deme: Oh, the novel that’s set in 1960s Nevada? Can we visit Enoch?
Teagan: I’m not sure how well that would work, Deme. Although you can visit Marian. She’s looking forward to seeing you both. (Uncertain grunt snuffle snorts from the pigs.) I hear she has alligator sandwiches…
(Stunned silence, then Snort!)
Deme: I’m intrigued. Anybody who can make alligator sandwiches is somebody we should visit. As long as the sandwiches don’t have bacon on them.
Honeybell: Deme, I don’t think she means that literally. Although, if there are alligators of any sort, Marian might need our help.
(Grunt snuffle snort. Grunt snuffle snort. Sound of hooves running away on tile floor.)
(Beep-boop-beep, bap-bip-boop, bip-bap-bip-bap… Ring, ring)
Teagan: Hello, Marian? Deme and Honeybell are on their way. Oh, no. No need to do anything special, they’ll eat just about anything. Although they do object to ham and bacon…
[Note from Tipper: I can’t get the YouTube thing to work, but Momma says if you click the gobbledegook below, it will take you to where you can see it.]
An owl hooted from the branch of a nearby tree. Robin Warden gave it a suspicious look. Then he bent over the front-end of a black and white automobile. The hood was up and odd-looking metal parts lay on the ground around the vehicle. The sheriff’s hands were covered in black grease. There was a smudge of it on his forehead too.
“What is Robin doing to the Batmobile?” Deme asked and started toward the sheriff.
“Deme!” Honeybell hissed at her friend and grabbed the other pig by the curly tail.
“Hey!” Deme complained in an offended tone.
“We can’t let him see us,” Honeybell reminded her friend in an intense whisper. “And it’s not really called the Batmobile.”
“Oh, you take the fun out of everything, Honeybell. I know it’s a police car, but it’s more fun when Bethany calls it the Batmobile.”
“The fact that you know all that is evidence that you sneak off here more than anyone realizes,” Honeybell replied. “I think he’s trying to make it run faster.”
Honeybell raised her eyes heavenward and asked for patience. Before she could reply, Deme trotted over to the black and white automobile. Honeybell hurried to catch up, but before she got near a flash and an electric pop came from the mechanical innards of the car. A whiff of ozone reached the pig’s snout.
Robin Warden jerked up at the bright light and sound. His head banged against the metal of the raised hood. The sheriff looked around in a startled manner. After a moment he went back to his work, but appeared to check and recheck everything carefully.
While Sheriff Robin was busy reexamining the machinery under the hood, Honeybell and Deme sneaked so they wouldn’t be seen. They put a little magic on the various parts that lay on the ground and even on the tools Robin would be using.
“Do you think it worked?” Honeybell asked.
The sheriff wiped his hands on a dirty rag. He sat down inside the car and did something to make it roar again. Abruptly the vehicle zoomed away from its place. It skidded and swerved like a fish as it went onto the street. Robin’s eyes bulged in astonishment, but he gave a loud “Whoot!” as the car sped away.
“Yes. I’d say it worked pretty well,” Deme replied in a grunting chuckle. “Come on, let’s go after him!’
“No, Deme! You’re starting to glow,” Honeybell refused with a look at the darkening sky. “I’m glowing too. We have to go back home.”
“You’re such a spoil sport,” Deme complained. “I’ll race you to the split tree in the graveyard!”
Here’s the Blurb
The Glowing Pigs – Snort Stories of Atonement, Tennessee
These snort stories are part of the “universe” of the urban fantasy town created by author Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene ― Atonement, Tennessee. They continue the adventures of the otherworldly pigs and the residents of the quirky town.
Like some of the other Atonement characters, the otherworldly glowing pigs were loosely inspired by the ancient myth of Gwydion fab Don. The pig-tales snuffle alongside the novels Atonement, Tennessee and Atonement in Bloom at various points in the time-line.
The first snort (“Robin’s Great Chase”) is a prequel to all the Atonement stories. The story-line comes into play in the next novel, Atonement in Bloom, where the glowing pigs snuffle, snort, and grunt into action.
The glowing pigs are one small part of the quirky, supernatural town of Atonement, TN. However, they are the part that is most likely to steal your heart.
Any questions you’d like to ask Teagan, Deme, or Honeybell?
A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Write about pigs, literal or figurative.