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A Table Of Contents, In Progress

As part of the January 13 Prompt Call, I started doing landing pages for series I write or worlds I write in.  I don't always write in an established world or series but I seem to have a lot of worlds and series out there.

Having created landing pages, they are of no use to any of us, if no-one can find them.  Hence this page.

The landing pages created so far are for:

The Angel Universe - a world of polytheism, angels, vard, and a lot of humans, including one group who believe they are the chosen of the gods.

Rensa - within the world of the Defensive Diaspora, there is a world where the revolution has wiped out the entire Imperial family.  Except for one princess, who was made a proposal she can't refuse by a man who's in his job because everyone else is dead.

The Prince of Cats - a father and son who aren't quite what they seem.

The Winged Cat Universe a contemporary world with magic, and winged cats.

After The Fairy Tale - so what happened after the fairy tale ended?

The Squad - four ship protection specialists in a space faring culture.

Mayin -  after a decade away fighting an interstellar war, a returned soldier tries to adjust to the civilian world with the complication of an unexpected suitor.

Erima -  the demons are taking over, the godssons are the free world's best hope, and Erima was not the child her mother hoped for.

The Elf - the elf has taken over the city.  He's up to something and he's being opposed, but the opposition doesn't care if they hurt people.

Nai - a mangaish road trip undertaken by a young, female, professional gi fighter and her instructor.

Frack - Ludwina Frack has reappeared after being missing for seven years, but her life of spaceships, piracy and offers she can't refuse isn't over yet.

Iphana - within the world of the Defensive Diaspora, on a world with extreme arctic climate changes, a young technician is almost abandoned for the winter...

Afterwhen - there was a catastrophe, maybe even an apocalypse, but that was a while ago and is just passing from living memory. Different groups have different resources, different skills and different issues.

The Unformed Coven - thirteen people who are quite happy as they are, with their own concerns and lives. Other people, it seems, have plans for them that they may not care for.

Dark Fantasy Bingo - based on the prompts from my Dark Fantasy Bingo card from 2013 we have the story of Sillan Denevda after she became Tamin Sorid - because of politics and stuff.

The Twisted Skein - probably space opera with star ships, isolated human civilizations, plus drama and intrigue if I can pull them off.

Inheritance - in the wake of an elderly man's death, secrets begin to come out and stories to reawaken. (Note: may contain super heroes.)

After I finish listing the various series, then I'll have to keep the landing pages up-to-date....
Flower person

Crossover

 

I wrote this to my Trope Bingo prompt of “Crossover”, and it came in at 1,925 words.  I believe that it stands on its own, but it is directly related to a piece I wrote back in 2014 that is only on Livejournal and is called “Firenze”.



If Bhargarbh was anything, it was an interchange.  It wasn't a space between worlds, although those did exist, but it was a small, finite world with many doors linking it to other worlds.  Roald Dhogassohn had arrived here through a door from Maerche, which wasn't unusual because Maerche had doors to lots of other worlds, but Bhargarbh was unusual as a destination for one of those doors because most of the worlds you accessed through a door were alternate versions of each other.  A series of worlds all much the same as each other with a few significant variations, like different peoples, more or less magic, asteroid strikes, or technology choices.  Bhargarbh had a surface area that was sixteen to twenty kilometres across, depending where and in which direction you measured it.  It had a slightly orange sun, a day length of 24.7 hours by the time keeping standards of Roald's homeland, and it was surrounded by a two and a half metre tall wall of quartz.  Rumour suggested that there was nothing beyond the quartz – visitors were dissuaded from looking.  Roald didn't pretend to understand it, he just used the place as a quick, safe way to get from one world to the next.

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Flower person

Half-body

 This was written to my Trope Bingo prompt “Half-body.”  This was an art prompt, but I am not a visual artist….  I don’t believe that this 1,405 word piece happens in an existing world.  I hope that you enjoy it.


Athan Rednough had almost died the Saturday that Cheg Nudwhich and his gang raided the Grey Tower Gold reserve.  Theoretically, the Grey Tower was impregnable.  Unless you distracted a lot of resources.  So Nudwhich had provided a lot of distraction.  To do that, he'd delegated.  One of his delegations had been to a group that was ideologically opposed to the drilling of the inter-metro underground trainline along the route of the old Argo Street between Port Aran and Dalekirk.  When the bomb with its shaped explosive charge and seismic-activated trigger system had gone off, it had dropped thirty metres of rock on top of the drilling machine Athan had been controlling.

 

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Flower person

Hester and Mungo 3

 This follows on from Green and comes in at 3,856 words.  I hope that you enjoy this.


Colonel Mungo Munro looked up at the building in Dunedin that his wife, Hester, had brought him to.  "Hester, this is the Court of the Exchequer.  It…Are we going to the office of the King's Remembrancer?  When you said that this property had been bestowed upon you and that it was entailed...."

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Flower person

Green

I wrote this to my Trope Bingo prompt “Green”.  Naturally what my brain wanted to write was a follow on to Sharing a Bed instead of something about, oh, plants.  This means that it is set in a world just to one side of ours in the year 1816.  Dunedin is Edinburgh and Lundun is London.  The story came in at 5,807 words and I hope that you enjoy it.


When Mungo Munro was young, his family had kept an apartment in a building on a wynd on the north side of the Old Town, overlooking Gor Loch.  His grandfather had seen property as an investment and purchased a house for the family on Thistle Street, moving their Dunedin base of operations into the New Town.  This New House, as the Munros called it, was where he brought his bride when they and their friends arrived in the city after the journey north from Lundun.  The resident staff had been expecting him because he'd had the sense to write to let them know that he was coming, but his marriage en route had been completely unexpected, so the butler and housekeeper had been astonished to be introduced to a young woman in men's clothing who proved to be Mrs Mungo.  The necessity of identifying which Mrs Munro she was became clear when Mungo discovered that his closest family had come to Dunedin from Balloch to meet him.

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Hester and Mungo 3.



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Flower person

Sharing A Bed - Part 1

So, I wrote 16,000 words to the “Share A Bed” prompt on my trope bingo card.  That was…unexpected.  To present it in more manageable pieces, I divided it into four parts and the links to the other parts are here:  Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; and Part 4.
For those who care about such things, this is a new world, just a little sideways from this one.  It’s mid-July 1816.  The Battle of Waterloo was thirteen months ago, and this is The Year Without A Summer.


Miss Hester Vanns was enjoying her evening.  Seven years of following the drum after she'd missed evacuation from Luggonia with her family by a mere hairsbreadth had left her with a wide acquaintance among the Army's officers, but very sparse connections here in her homeland.  Consequently, her day had looked up considerably when, on stopping for lunch and to rest her horse, she'd found three of her military friends already at The King's Stag in Marshlow breaking their own journey.  Ross and Munro were heading home to the Northern Marches, sharing company and the expenses of a carriage until their routes diverged.  Hogan, however, seemed to just be along for the ride - he was from the Western Isles and offered no reason for venturing into the Northern Marches except opportunity and wanderlust.

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Flower person

Sharing A Bed - Part 2

So, I wrote 16,000 words to the “Share A Bed” prompt on my trope bingo card.  That was…unexpected.  To present it in more manageable pieces, I divided it into four parts and the links to the other parts are here:  Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; and Part 4.
For those who care about such things, this is a new world, just a little sideways from this one.  It’s mid-July 1816.  The Battle of Waterloo was thirteen months ago, and this is The Year Without A Summer.

At the stairs, Hester waited for a thin, elderly gentleman, impeccably dressed in black except for his snow-white cravat, to finish descending the stairs.  Having reached the floor, he unexpectedly turned to Hester and in a quiet, clear voice said, "I wish to complement you on your sword work, ma'am."

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Flower person

Sharing A Bed - Part 3

So, I wrote 16,000 words to the “Share A Bed” prompt on my trope bingo card.  That was…unexpected.  To present it in more manageable pieces, I divided it into four parts and the links to the other parts are here:  Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; and Part 4.
For those who care about such things, this is a new world, just a little sideways from this one.  It’s mid-July 1816.  The Battle of Waterloo was thirteen months ago, and this is The Year Without A Summer.



Ross finally seemed to understand that he was intruding.  "I wrote down the parson's direction for you," he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Munro.  "I'll just go downstairs and let Hogan know that he can have the room to get dressed in, shall I?"

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Flower person

Sharing A Bed - Part 4

So, I wrote 16,000 words to the “Share A Bed” prompt on my trope bingo card.  That was…unexpected.  To present it in more manageable pieces, I divided it into four parts and the links to the other parts are here:  Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; and Part 4.
For those who care about such things, this is a new world, just a little sideways from this one.  It’s mid-July 1816.  The Battle of Waterloo was thirteen months ago, and this is The Year Without A Summer.



The ceremony itself was brief.  Major Hogan took an avuncular role and supported the bride, while Colonel Ross was best man.  Munro supplied a signet ring to act as the wedding band, and Harry Prescott held the bride's document portfolio throughout the ceremony.  The ceremony ended with Munro kissing Hester on the cheek and then on her bare hand, followed by a lot of handshaking and back slapping by their friends.  Afterwards, the Douglases took the newlyweds back to the manse to get the copies of their marriage lines while everyone else went back to the inn.  Hester found it all a little anticlimactic, but her name had changed, and that seemed an odd thing.

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cat wearing fez

I will attempt Trope Bingo

So, I decided to attempt Trope Bingo. Here is my card (You may want to wish me luck!)




NOTHING LASTS FOREVERMATCHMAKERROLE REVERSALWING FICCARTOON VERSION / REALISTIC VERSION
INSPIRED BY ARTLOCKED INHOLIDAY FICCHARACTER IN DISTRESSGREEN
AU: ALTERNATE PROFESSIONSFLUFFFREE SPACEAU: ALTERNATE GENDER NORMSSHARING A BED
COLLECTABLESAU: INTERNET / SOCIAL MEDIAFISH OUT OF WATERAU: SUPERNATURALCROSSOVER
MEANS OF COMMUNICATIONCOMFORT / HEALING SEXDIARY / JOURNALINSPIRED BY POETRYHALF-BODY



Note:  When a prompt has resulted in a multipart posting due to the size of the story, the link in the card will take to the first part of the story.

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