I thought it might be interesting to take a segment of what I wrote today and post a teaser. I've been working on Enlightenment and am working on chapter 9. It's ROUGH DRAFT, so be forewarned. I can't say when this will be released as an ebook, but probably next year. I will be re-releasing Awakened sometime this fall.
Here's a sample of today's work:
“Well done, Lilly.” The quiet voice of Master Kimisu praising her filled her with pride.
She opened her eyes to the slight lift of his lips.
“You proved that you can, indeed, reach your luriel. You are much closer to Enlightenment than you realize.”
Her smile was forced, and he must have seen it. He studied her with a quizzical look for several seconds and finally said, “You seem…reticent about this stage. What holds you back?”
She’d always been a terrible liar, wearing her emotions on her sleeve.
The internal debate about what to tell him strapped her tongue. Worse was his quiet expectation while waiting on her answer. What should she tell him?
What might he already know? He knew about the Un’dei. What else had Mychel or the other Pallora Fen told him?
Maybe he’d make her leave if she told the truth. That would displease Mychel and make it possible for her to return home and try to pick up the pieces of her old life. There was nothing wrong with that. So why was she hesitant?
Just say it.
Before she could freeze, she looked the master in the eyes, in which she recognized a depth of understanding the world that fueled a respect for the man. In that fraction of a moment of realization, she understood that it was that level of respect that he’d sparked from that first brief encounter on their arrival that she didn’t want to disappoint.
Lilly took a breath and said quickly, “I don’t want to Ascend.”
His demeanor remained the same—no judgment upon her. Had he expected her to say that, so that it wasn’t a surprise to him?
Still, she held her breath on the expectation of a harsh admonishment. Ascension was the pinnacle of celemae development. How could she not want that? –That’s what he would argue.
Instead, his eyes glazed in that way people’s eyes do when they turn their thoughts inward.
He was considering her statement, and eventually, no matter how he looked at it, the inquisition would be the same.
She might as well leave now and rose from the grass mat.
“Why are you here?” His words stopped her from reaching for the door.
“I don’t know. Mychel forced me to come.”
“Did he? Did he tie you and gag you and drag you here? That is not what I saw several days ago.”
That's not everything and I'm not going to reveal much about it. I can say that this is definitely very rough and will be fleshed out in the editing process to come later. The important part of writing a first/rough draft is to get the ideas down. Everything can be edited later.