Friday, 11 April 2014

SFFSat 12/04/2014

This is my snippet this week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a place where a number of authors post snippets from their written works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement. Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you can find the information here. 

This time, I'm putting up a new snippet from chapter three of Sorrel in Silver, the third volume in Sorrel's saga. Sorrel has been in the pub too long...

Berindyl turned at my expiration of breath, and glowered at me. 'You have a better idea?'
I glared back at her. The cider was not helping my skill at diplomacy. All right, so most people will tell you – rightly – that I am about as diplomatic as the average toddler, but with the amount of alcohol I had consumed my skill in that direction was approximately non-existent. My fists were clenching - I was spoiling for a fight.
Wrack's hand rested heavily on my shoulder, pressing me down into the soft fabric of the chair. 'Enough stupidity' he growled. 'Need to think more clearly in the morning.'
He looked at me levelly, daring me to disagree with him.
Which was more than enough to make me do just that.
'Volg off, Wrack! If she wants a fight, she can have one!'
'Sorrel assumes that she can solve everything with violence' Berindyl said caustically.
I was on my feet, about to fling the remnants of my cider into her face, before I realised that doing so would prove her right.

As always, comments welcomed!


  1. I hate being caught in a catch-22 like that snippet.

  2. What a situation! At least she's thinking about her situation. That's more than what I can say for some people.

    1. Cruel people would say that it's out of character for Sorrel to think. I wouldn't say that - because she'd probably hit me if I did...

  3. Ohh...fight-fight-fight!! Sounds like things are gonna get exciting!!

  4. Between a rock and a hard place, never good for someone who relies more on action than words.