Time for a little politics, unfortunately. I agree with Faustina: I want to see her back to her legions so I find out what the heck happens next, too. But, honestly, she cannot go back empty-handed. She has to have concrete information for the PLA general, Zhou. The first steps of that are settled here. I suspect we’ll see more when she meets privately with the First Councilman in about ten of their days.
I’m off DayJob tomorrow and hoping to get at least 5k words down… or more!
Continue reading “Negotiations start”
Faustina gets some laps in the pool then a bit of shock about what she is turning into in the city of Knoxville… essentially, her image is outstripping who she really is. The question shall be: does she try to catch up, or go another direction entirely?
Either way, her dad thinks this is all a crock and is worried sick about his little girl.
Continue reading “A Father’s Love”
After not formally writing for a week and half, I feel as if I should be entering rehab; I have (looks about) five pages of notes from downtime at DayJob and quiet times about my house but when I just didn’t the time to sit down in front of the laptop.
That came to an end today. Daughter #2 off on a cancer fun-raiser, wife doing something about the house somewhere… I’d no more excuses. I fired up the pellet stove in the basement and came down thirty minutes later to write. So far, it’s working. 3k words of Faustina’s recover in the Knoxville hospital flowed right out. There’s much there: her physical condition, the reaction of her family to her injuries, and her fervent desire to return to “her boys” as soon as she is able. It will be a balancing act for her, in, I think, three parts. Here’s part one.
Continue reading “Rehab”
Some good news. Some very bad news. Faustina is learning to think under pressure.
Most of my fam is out of the house for one reason or another tomorrow. Barring any oddity I shall complete not only part three of three but also quite possibly bring Part One to a conclusion. What little I have seen of Part Two is… rather weird.
Continue reading “Savannah, 2/3”
Faustina is not one to avoid an issue or responsibility, to the point of taking on too much blame. Even with the minor casualties of Augusta their campaign must move on to their next and final stop. As such, her little army has much to do. Sleep, for her, will be a luxury over the next six days.
Continue reading “Blood and water”
Against her centurions’ advice, Faustina crosses the bridge into a still-live battlefield, the PLA garrison surrender notwithstanding. I was curious how she would handle it. This is part one of the aftermath. Part two shortly.
Continue reading “Crossing the river, 1/2”
No, Fussy’s not the devil; but, she does have her demons. Once she catches “victory fever” after Savannah we’ll likely see more of them, I’m afraid. In the meantime, she really does care about “her boys.”
Continue reading “Luke 4:5”