Happy Wednesday! The official results are in: both my kids made it into the cast of Big Fish (the winter school musical). Younger child is in the ensemble, and older child is playing the Fisherman. They were super excited that one of older child’s BFFs got a terrific part too. He deserves it!
My book launch last week was successful. A number of very nice reviews (thank you all so much, those of you who read and posted!) and a great tour. I had a couple of awesome interviews too. I’m happy with the results.
On to this week’s WIPpet. I’m setting aside Luke’s story and posting from Mack’s. I’m working on both projects, Tree of Life and Minuet, until one of them takes over so I can finish. I have several chapters completed for both projects, and both are going well at the moment. Hooray for chatty main characters!
Minuet is told in three parts, each from a different POV. This won’t be a book for everyone. It’s about a ménage à trois with Mack (bi/pansexual, aromantic cisgender guy), Amelia (bi cisgender woman), and Jomari (bi trans guy)*. While some people associate ménage with erotica, this actually has a lower heat level. I can thank a couple of my fellow WIPpeteers for encouraging me to go for it and not worry about others’ reactions to less overt sex.
WIPmath: 11/8/2017 = (1 + 1) x 8 = 16 sentences from the very beginning.
The first thing Mack Whitman did when Sage opened the door was aim a punch at his face.
He’d have landed it too, if Amelia hadn’t launched herself at him from behind and grabbed his arms just in time. He squirmed, but she didn’t let go. He angled his head to glare at her.
“You don’t want the cops involved,” she murmured.
He nodded, and she finally let go. Mack clenched his hands at his sides, still itching to have at Sage. Realistically, Sage probably could’ve taken him. Mack was five-foot-nine and might have weighed a hundred forty soaking wet. Sage wasn’t much taller, but he had a good thirty pounds on Mack, mostly muscle. He’d definitely been working out lately.
The look on his face made Mack’s rage meter climb again. Smug, taunting. Nothing out of the ordinary there. Mack wanted smack the expression off his face while calling him a dozen nasty names. The only thing stopping him was Amelia’s hand on his back.
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*A note about the terms I used: I think most people know what bisexual is, but here’s a brief primer on the other words.
Pansexual: generally means attracted to or open to people of all genders. Bisexual can be used similarly. The best distinction I saw was that bi usually emphasizes sexuality and pan usually emphasizes gender. They’re related terms (but don’t get me involved in the Tumblr-level bi vs. pan debates!).
Aromantic: someone who doesn’t experience romantic attraction (i.e., “falling in love”).
Cisgender: essentially the opposite of transgender; someone whose identity and birth-assigned gender line up.