Round Two Goals: Natural Growth

ROWing into Round Two!

Can you believe it’s time for ROW80 Round Two? I’m having a weird feeling of being very ready, and not at all ready, all at once.

Ever felt that way?

I came home from a write-in last night, spent some private time with my Accomplice – and then our daughter vomited – so it was an odd night, with her feeling weak and queasy, and me not feeling much better, whether out of sympathy or because we have the same thing, whatever it is…

But enough about that. It’s time to ROW!

Round One was my Revisioning Round – my chance to explore and stretch and get a better sense of where I’m going. I accomplished a good deal. But here’s the thing…it felt a bit too forced, too rushed, like there was always more waiting for me than I could get to.

I want to embrace my goals, instead, and nurture them while they nurture me, in a symbiotic relationship. I want there to be more joy, and less stress.

So, I’ve winnowed and shifted my goals, and I’m ready to adapt, if I feel an unnatural pressure forming. This is my Expansion Round, and I’m looking not for rampant swelling, but a more natural growth. Like a plant or a baby, where growth is the nature of life.  

As usual, I’ll share my April goals at the first check-in. I’ll update my progress toward those each Wednesday and Sunday; movement toward Round Two goals at the end of each month; and 2015 goals at the end of the round -80 days from now!

With all that in mind…off we go, to sow some seeds!


Write1Sub1: Draft one story, and submit one, each month.

  • I’m counting my CampNaNo Kifo Island Chronicles novella projects for April and June. May will see 31 new stories. I will revise and submit “Slow Jazz Awakening” in April; “Peach Liqueur Love” in May, and possibly the next compilation story from The IDIC Romance in June.

Kifo Island Chronicles: Draft 3 novellas, using Cathy Yardley‘s Rock Your Plot.

  • Transitions (KIC #1): Currently in drafting. Scene 6/24; 12,794/~30,000 words.

  • Generations (KIC #2): Currently in planning.

  • Sea Changes (KIC#3): Currently in brainstorming.

Star Trek Chronology Project: Rewatch Star Trek: Enterprise.

The IDIC Romance: Draft 31 new stories for Story a Day May; post stories or excerpts from each, daily.

  • Story plotting reverse-engineered and rewritten. Resting at present; awaiting next revision pass.

Blogging from A-Z  travel posts: Complete all, on time.

  • Still drafting. Scheduled through April 6; drafts through April 10.

Trueborn Warp/Weft Series: Select July project and plot, using Rock Your Plot  and/or The Snowflake Method (read this book).

  • This is likely to be a June project, primarily.


The IDIC Romance: Complete revision and submit “Slow Jazz Awakening.

  • Story plotting reverse-engineered and rewritten. Resting at present; awaiting next revision pass.

Write1Sub1: Revise “Peach Liqueur Love” using Sarah Selecky’s Deep Revision  process; choose final short story to revise in 2015.

  • This will be a back-burner project that will get done in bits and pieces. I’ll likely do the bulk of this in June.

Social Media:

Blog Maintenance: Keep regular posting schedule, comments, and visits.

Blogging Action Plan: Revise plan; overhaul Lovely Chaos sidebar.

  • Likely to be done in fits and starts as time, energy, and focus permit.

Share posts – mine, and others': Share generously as inspired!

Explore social media as it fits with life and writing.


Continue with near-daily decluttering/beautification projects; begin shifting some energy and focus to the yard.

  • I’m dropping the specifics; just going with the flow of what seems most relevant.

Homeschool Administration: Complete third quarter homeschool reports for both kids, due June 15. Letters of intent filed, and Annalise’s standardized test ordered, administered, and returned, by July 1.

  • By the end of the round, we’ll be in full-on end-of-year/ beginning of year mode. This will be a May/June focus.

Photo digitalization: Scan Arizona travel photos; save in organized files with backup.

ROW80: Submit sponsor post; keep visits up-to-date.


Kindle ebooks: Read 3, and write reviews for 5 books on my cloud written by writers I know.

  • This might be a bit too ambitious, with my other projects; we’ll see.

NNWM local group: Continue attending write-ins whenever possible; interact regularly online.

  • This is an easy one. I love my group! =D

Starfleet: Fill out application and attend at least one USS Albany group meeting.

  • Keeping it simple, because I’ve got a LOT else going on!

My beloveds: One on one time with each, at least four times per month, doing something of value to us both.

  • Keeping this – and them! – as a priority. <3


Meditation: Experiment with guided/unguided meditation and intention journal twice weekly.

Workouts: at the Y or a strenuous activity at least twice weekly.

Practice: Resume t’ai chi or yoga classes by end of round.

  • Fell by the wayside in a bitter winter; time to indulge!

Intuitive Eating:

Read and begin considering.

  • 32% read. Lots of pondering.

These goals are a part of Kait Nolan‘s ROW80 Writing Challenge It’s also a blog hop – Find more ROWers right here!

Second Serving Sunday: The A-Z CampNaNo Edition

A weekly peek backwards and a look ahead, from my little corner of the blogosphere

Life Stuff:

My last Second Serving Sunday post: The Transitional Edition

  • Click the link for my recent posting history!

So, what have you been up to this week? Were your plans full of Passover or Easter preparations? Writing and blogging challenges? Family and friends? Spring cleaning?

Mine had elements of all of these. My house is tidier and a little leaner after a bit of decluttering. I’m moving along with my April and yearly challenges – I’m on target to complete my first CampNaNo  novel, Transitions (KIC#1); I’ve delved into the planning for Generations (KIC#2), and reread the notes I’ve made for the 31 stories I’ll add to The IDIC Romance for Story a Day May, as well as completing the current revision round for “Slow Jazz Awakening”. I’m just a little ahead with my Blogging from A-Z April Challenge, and I’m giving a bit of thought to what’s waiting in the wings for June and July.

I had a lovely Easter shopping trip with my daughter; she’s been wanting Furby batteries, modeling clay, and Sharpies, so that she can create the cast of Five Nights at Freddy‘s, which she’s been drawing for months. She and her brother spent all of Friday night, Saturday morning, and a bit of the afternoon, sculpting, with some amazing results and a lot of connection. Now we need more clay, but she had a lot of fun with her Furby, Waytoh (which means “Extra Sprinkles” in Furbish, apparently; a name that seems just right for Second Serving Sunday!).

And now, last week’s features:

ROW80: The Writing Challenge That Knows You Have A Life.

Eight Sentence Sunday:

  • A Simple Equation”: One more visit with a young half-Vulcan named Spock, as he considers Vulcan philosophy and his own future.

Coffee and Conversation:

  • I wanted to write a post this week – even have one drafted. But I needed iTunes, and it futzed while loading, and I had a lot going on, and so I didn’t get back to it, and there was therefore no C and C post this week. Eventually…

WIPpet Wednesday:

SoCS (Stream of Consciousness Saturday):

A-Z Challenge: Traveling my Way Through the Alphabet in April!

  • Alligators and Agave:  Incidents and accidents with reptilian wildlife in the Everglades, and with Grand Canyon flora…humorous, a bit scary, and absolutely true!
  • Bison and Black Sand Basin, Oh My!  Because alligators and spiny plants weren’t enough, how about some free-range Yellowstone buffalo, and a lug nut fail with cartoon-worthy consequences? Again, all true!
  • Chicago: At this point, I’ve come to realize I’m rather mishap-prone. And yes, I really did lose my Accomplice in rush hour traffic on Lake Shore Drive!
  • Diving Here and There: Because mishaps on solid ground aren’t enough for me, I don SCUBA gear and dare the currents, the river grass, and a six-foot-barracuda…

What’s Next:

April Focuses:

  • Setting ROW80 goals for Round Two, which starts on April 6.
  • Completing 60,000 words for CampNaNo (roughly two novellas).
  • Draft two Kifo Island Chronicles novellas: Transitions and Generations.
  • Complete the Blogging from A-Z April Challenge.
  • Planning and plotting for Story A Day May, when I will explore more stories for The IDIC Romance.

This week, on the blog:

  • For Coffee and Conversation: C and C is going on April hiatus. There will be an A-Z post each Monday, so feel free to stop by and enjoy. Something had to give, and this was it…hopefully, the break will give me time to have a batch of new posts ready to bloom like May flowers, next month.
  • For WIPpet Wednesday: New stuff for April – July. I’ll be sharing whatever I’m writing, when I get to Wednesday.
  • Eight Sentence Sunday: Eight sentences from my Kifo Island Chronicles novellas, Transitions and Generations, throughout April.
  • ROW80 Updates: My progress on my current and/or long term goals for A Round of Words in 80 Days, posted on or near Sunday and Wednesday, beginning today, with my Round Two goals post.

In the Wilds of Internet-Land:

  • A Lovely Tribute: This one struck me on a deeply personal, emotional level. A worthy read; potential triggers for grief and infant death. 

May your week include extra sprinkles, of whatever variety suits your fancy! =)

Round One Goal Update: Life in Revision

ROW paused; time to assess.

Hi there! This new year of ours is nearly a quarter gone, now. How are you feeling about things? Has life offered you lemonade, or moldering, fermented lemons? Has it been rolling by, more or less while you watch it like a passing train, or have you been the conductor, orchestrating symphonies of beautiful memory-melodies?

It’s been a bit of both, for me, thus far. Our family vacation cross-country to Oregon brought me treasured recollections and new stories…and, more, a new direction for our lives – we’re now a family hoping to relocate on the other side of the country two years from now – a monumental and dizzying prospect, at present, but, little by little, we’re putting together our ideas of what we’ll need to do to accomplish it…

But that’s not what this post is about. It’s time, now, to look not forward, but back – back to the beginning of the year, and the goals I set for ROW80 Round One, when, perhaps fittingly, my theme was Revisioning…here’s what I said, at the onset of the round.

I’ll expand my comfort zone by stretching past it, to make expeditions out into the world and into my soul. I will experiment and interact with the world around me, from the microcosm of my personal and family spaces, to as far into imaginary and real space as I can manage. I will play, and learn, and love, and grow, and share…

These ROW80 Round One goals, are exploratory steps along a path – part of the trail I’m blazing in this discovery quest. I’m Re-Visioning, this round, making it my purpose to see things differently, and improve them where I see a need and a means. Simple things, and more complicated ones…


Write1Sub1: Draft at least one story and submit at least one story each month.

  • Written: A total of 11; 4 character building stories for KIC – “Transitions”; 6IDIC Romance stories; 1 The Earth Doth Move – based flash story – Spock as a toddler.

  • Submitted: 1 of 2;“Monday Morning Coffee”; potentially the opening of a novella.Slow Jazz Awakening” in revision for pending fan fiction submission.

Kifo Island Chronicles Plot 3 novellas, using Cathy Yardley‘s Rock Your Plot.

  • Characters chosen for the three novellas; plan created for plotting both April CampNaNo novels. First novella planning commenced; in early stages.

Star Trek Chronology Project:  Rewatch Star Trek: Enterprise; take notes and develop list of stories to write; update/complete background materials.

  • Through “Civilization” with notes taken.
  • Through “Fusion” without.
  • Background materials read. Revised versions in progress.
  • List of 2015 stories with brief sketches completed.

The IDIC Romance: Choose a fan fiction site; submit the story compiled from “Breaking Protocol”, “Mystery Woman”, and “Magical Possibilities”.

  • Compilation Draft 1.5 completed; reverse engineering revision plan progressing.

A-Z travel posts: Complete rough drafts of all.

  • List of post topics created; intro post published; notetaking for posts commenced.

Trueborn Warp/Weft series: Sketch notes for next volume in each series.

Write 750 words daily: at

  • No 750 words post-vacation; experimenting with FocusWriter.


Chameleon’s Dish:  Revise all plot and pinch points, prologue and epilogue (13 scenes).

  • No forward momentum; other projects took over.

The IDIC Romance: Revise stories through “Tigress T’Pol”. (3 stories).

  • Slow Jazz Awakening” revisions progressing.

Write1Sub1: Revise “Morning Coffee” and “Peach Liqueur Love”, using Sarah Selecky’s Deep Revision process; choose three more short stories to revise in 2015.

  • Monday Morning Coffee” completed.
  • 2/3 new stories selected: The Venom Club” and “Answering Machine Flash”.

Social Media:

Blog Maintenance: Keep regular posting schedule, comments, and visits.

  • A bobble or two; otherwise good.

Build blog queues: 3 each WIPpet and C and C posts.

  • Not really.

Blogging Action Plan: Review/revise plan; overhaul Lovely Chaos sidebar.

  • Plan reviewed.

Twitter  and Facebook: Visit at least twice weekly.

  • Mostly.

Pinterest, LinkedIn,  WANATribe, ect: Visit at least one weekly.

  • Some.

Share posts – mine, and others': Share at least 5 items a week.

  • Mostly.

Blog views and followers: Increase blog views to 50 at least 10 times per month; followers to 700; WordPress followers to 222.

  • Some views above 50…
  • 733 total followers.
  • 226 WP followers.


Complete resets/reorganizations: Complete family room reset; clean all kitchen counters; organize/remodel island; and rehome pans and serving dishes to pantry.

  • Progress made.

Inhabit my study: Clean and organize floor and project table; replace calendar and candle; use the space at least twice per week.

  • Almost finished with floor and table.

Personal Administration: Clean, organize, and backup Desktop and Writing Bullpen files; sort Leisure Time Reading file; maintain inbox below 100 messages at least twice weekly.

  • A good deal of organizing and purging.

Homeschool Administration: Complete second quarter homeschool reports for both kids, due March 15.

Photo digitalization: Scan Arizona and Oregon travel photos; save in organized files with backup.

ROW80: Submit sponsor post; keep visits up-to-date


Oregon vacation: Prepare for and take vacation trip in February.

Kindle ebooks: Read and write reviews for 6 books on my cloud written by writers I know.

  • 2/6 books read; 1/6 review in drafts.

NNWM local group: Continue attending write-ins whenever possible; interact regularly online.

  • Great attendance; fair interaction.

Meditation: Experiment with guided/unguided meditation at least once a week.

  • Some.

TBR Stacks: Read 3 books bedroom TBR pile.

  • 1/3.

Smart Change: Select a goal to focus on, using the methods in this book.

  • Reread Chapter One.

Starfleet: Reconnect/possibly rejoin USS Albany group.

  • Reconnected.

My beloveds: One on one time with each, at least twice per month, doing something of value to us both.

  • Far exceeded. =)

Paying it Forward: Complete at least two beta reads and promotional blog posts for other writers as requested.

  • Beta read 1 /2 stalled.

Fitness and Nutrition:

Workouts: at the Y or a strenuous activity at least weekly; with Wii Fit at least once weekly.

  • Not so much WiiFit.

Walk, dance, swim, or physical play: With children, spouse, and/or dog thrice weekly.

  • Sometimes.

Practice: Resume t’ai chi or yoga classes by end of round.

  • Found class schedules.

Intuitive Eating:

Read and begin considering.

  • 25% read.

Cooking/ Food Preparation: Develop a repertoire of 10 self-made food options that support my nutritional goals.

  • 4/10.

Maintain weekly nutritional quotas; adapt as needed.

Weight: Maintain or reduce weight; continue monthly checks.

  • Maintained.

These goals were a part of Kait Nolans ROW80 Writing Challenge – Check back on April 5, 2015 for my Round Two goals.

SoCs: Logic and Discord

Rowing down the Stream of Consciousness. Badge by Doobster at Mindful Digressions.

This post is part of Linda G.Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday meme an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt: “naught/knot/not. This flash fiction story inspired by Star Trek: Enterprise is also the opening scene of a short story-in-progress, Slow Jazz Awakening, as a young woman considers the nature of logic and humanity on an alien world called Earth.

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Soval, Koss, and the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended, and no money is being made.

T’Pol walked through the muffling fog, her sensitive ears, evolved for the desert, catching up sounds. Staccato footprints, their force and swiftness betraying tension in the legs that made them. Bits of conversation, in several alien languages.

And laughter. Strange expulsions of breath, accompanied with percussive sound that caused sharp pains in her head; kept her always poised, ready to face danger – danger that did not come.

Humans don’t laugh when frightened,” she told herself silently – but, in truth, she did not know if this was so, and there was a certain illogic in making any such assumption.

There was a certain and undeniable illogic in being here at all.

T’Pol thought of her small and comfortable room at the Consulate. It was a Vulcan space, quiet and contemplative. The air, conditioned to Vulcan-normative heat and dryness, carried neither unexpected outbursts of sound, nor the profusion of scent that assailed her senses here, where they lay heavy on San Francisco’s humid ocean breeze. Her meditation candles waited, offering the calm of deep reflection. She would be alone, there, and there would be no need for her current state of alert.

There is a danger in breaking protocol.” This she couldn’t dispute. She was not intended to be out of the compound alone; Soval considered her still too young and unpracticed in diplomatic matters, and, perhaps more importantly, she was Promised, but not yet bonded. She was still a year from her marriage to Koss, and she risked both the termination of the contract her parents had arranged with the young man’s when they were seven years old, and the loss of her posting here on Terra – a posting that, however illogically, was of far greater importance to her than the bonding that would define the rest of her life, once formalized.

Comfort, safety, and security awaited her at the compound. All were at risk, with her current activity. Logic dictated that she should return immediately to the compound, and her life as it had been.

And yet, she didn’t turn, didn’t return to the safety of her room at the Consulate. As she had once ingested the rarest of Vulcan nectars, knowing the act would change her forever. As she had, as an infant, touched the flame of her mother’s meditation candle, even after the warning that it would bring pain…

Now, she simply kept walking, as though there was no danger, as though her muscles weren’t tightening into what a human might refer to, in the particularly imprecise manner of the prevalent human language, as ‘knotted’ – as though muscles were lengths of rope. She walked as though the sounds didn’t pain her head, as though the odors that overwhelmed her olfactory senses were not also ‘tying her guts up in knots’, as she heard a passing human male say.

An imprecise language, this English, and very different than that taught to her by her first foremother, T’Mir. And yet, very apt. Her digestive tract did indeed feel as though it was twisting and tightening, threatening to expel the plomik broth she had eaten at the evening meal, when she had too agitated by the breach of protocol she had so meticulously planned to consume anything more substantial.

T’Pol stopped walking. Her senses were being assaulted, and she was risking her position, not only in the Ministry of Diplomacy, but also as regarded her marital status, and her duty to Vulcan culture.

Highly illogical. She would return. To the Consulate, and her small, safe life. A progression of increasing age and responsibility that might, in time, allow her the freedom to move amongst the fascinating, chaotic species which named itself ‘homo sapiens’ – ‘rational man’.

She was turning to leave when she heard the strains of Terran music – discordant, and yet stirring something to life within her, something that had stirred when she touched the flame, and drank the tikkin nectars.

In time, she might earn the right to explore Earth and her people. After her marriage, and the traditional year lived with Koss, on Vulcan. If she were not pregnant; she had once postponed the marriage, and Koss might expect her to conceive their offspring at once. It had seemed an acceptable risk at the time, but now, the possibility seemed far too restrictive.

The notes of the chaotic music drifted freely to her, and something within T’Pol was compelled by them. She turned back, tipping her head to better catch its direction, and began to follow…

She reminded herself of logic, and risk, and protocol. “Kroykah,” she told herself, a word learned before all others, a command to desist that must be obeyed, even in plak tow, the blood fever of mating-

And yet, T’Pol walked on, her guts in knots, not heeding logic. The human language English had another term, one she’d always felt was completely illogical, a mathematical impossibility. “All was for naught.”

Now, as the young Vulcan woman commanded herself to return home, and continued to follow the strange human music, she thought perhaps that she was beginning to understand. 

The video below is just a bit spoilery, if you haven’t seen the series, and don’t know T’Pol’s story…

Enjoy stream-of consciousness writing? Come play – there’s just a few simple rules. See you next week, for another live-streaming look into the lovely chaos in my mind! =)

Get more SoCS right here!

SoCS : “I, Eye, Aye, Sir?”

Row down the stream-of-consciousness with us!

This post is part of Linda G.Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday meme.

The idea is simple – post an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt –this week’s is I/eye/aye, which yielded a flash fiction story inspired by Star Trek: Enterprise, and the vagaries of my native tongue…

Disclaimer: Hoshi, T’Pol, Trip, and the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just love to play with them!

Hoshi Sato frowned at the display on her datapad as she entered the Mess Hall, wondering whether it would make more sense to address this problem to the Chief Engineer, or the Science Officer.

As luck would have it, they were both here, and bickering.

All you ever eat is that broth and salads. How can you survive just on that?”

Commander Tucker, I have ‘survived’ my entire life on a plant-based diet. My metabolism and nutritional requirements differ from yours, and my physical dimensions are appropriate for my age and species.”

Your age, huh? Now, what would that be?”

T’Pol raised one elegantly groomed brow the width of two hairs. “Classified.”

Trip groaned. “I swear every Vulcan should have that word tattooed across your foreheads at birth -”

You propose to disfigure my entire species, Commander?”

Trip spluttered, “Maybe not, but it would save time.”

Excuse me, Commander, Subcommander,” Hoshi said, before Trip could get himself in any deeper. “I’m having a problem with transmissions from the Science station, and I was wondering if either of you could tell me where the glitch is, and how to fix it.”

A problem?” T’Pol set her spoon carefully into the bowl of plomik broth before folding her hands in front of her.

Have a seat, Hoshi, and tell us about it.”

Hoshi pulled up a chair. “Well, for the past three days, I’ve been getting random strings of Vulcan characters in the Sciences readouts, or else gibberish – not English, and not Vulcan either, but a hybrid of the two.”

With you so far,” Trip said, around a mouthful of mashed potatoes nearly drowning in gravy. “T’Pol?”

Is that a representative sample?” The Vulcan tipped her head slightly toward the pad Hoshi held.

This is the complete rundown.” She handed over the pad, and tried not to smile as the two heads, one fair and one dark, leaned in toward one another as they studied the readout together.

Looks like a glitch in the translation matrix – but why’s it coming up in Vulcan?”

I’ve programmed the station to accept written commands in my native tongue, and translate output to English,” T’Pol said.

Why? Doesn’t seem very efficient to me.”

T’Pol actually looked uncomfortable. She reached for her tea, and sipped, studying Hoshi rather than Trip. “I learned to speak English in childhood, but I couldn’t read or write it when I was assigned to Enterprise. It is – a most perplexing and inexact language, and poorly suited to reporting of a scientific nature.”

Trip nearly sprayed mashed potatoes on the pad, and T’Pol’s hand as she held it between them. “What the hell’s that supposed to mean?”

T’Pol looked directly at him and said, “I. I. I.”

You what?”

Precisely.” T’Pol sipped at her tea. Trip sat there with his fork dangling in his hand, staring at her.

Precisely, what?”

Were I speaking in Vulcan, you would have known that I was speaking three separate words – ”

Come again?”

I think I get it,” Hoshi said. “Not I, I, I, but -” she tapped her chest. “I.” Next, she pointed to her face, and blinked. “Eye.” Then she pulled a mock salute, and said, “Aye, sir.”

Precisely,” T’Pol said again. “It’s the same word, when spoken, but each meaning is written differently.”

But you speak English as well as any of us- ”

Better than some,” Hoshi chuckled, and Trip gave her a dirty look.

I can infer spoken context, but I find it prohibitively difficult to discern which spelling is accurate for many words I wish to use. English doesn’t follow even its own convoluted rules. This poses considerably difficulty where precision and alacrity are necessary.”

So you input everything in Vulcan, and the station computer translates for you?”

Apparently not as consistently as it should.”

Trip took the pad from her, scrolling through the display. “Shouldn’t be a problem – looks like there’s a faulty circuit in the translation matrix – not all of your signal’s getting through. I’ll come up and fix it for you at the start of shift tomorrow, and, now that I know your little secret, I’ll keep an eye on it for you. Hoshi, will that solve the problem?”

Aye, sir.”

Trip groaned. “You know, I just heard it. Sorry I teased you, T’Pol. I’m guessing that I wouldn’t do half as well even just trying to speak Vulcan.”

Most members of your species lack the muscular control needed to produce many of the vocal forms.” T’Pol picked up her spoon, and sipped daintily at her broth.

Guess I deserved that,” Trip muttered, digging back into his potatoes.

She’s telling you the truth, Commander. I could understand Vulcan years before I could speak it.” She looked at T’Pol. “If you’d like, Subcommander, I could help you improve your written skills.”

That would be most generous, Ensign, although I would find it a simpler matter if Starfleet had elected to make a more logical choice regarding the operating language on its starships.”

Like what?” This time, Trip took the time to swallow the potatoes before speaking.

I’m competent in written and spoken Latin. Since it lends itself well to scientific discussion, it would be a more logical choice.”

Only a Vulcan would make a suggestion like that. I flunked Latin – twice.”

T’Pol reclaimed the pad, and, in flawless Latin, looked at Hoshi and said, “If you’re free, I will assist you in translating these data streams.”

Hoshi smiled. “Tempis fugit.”

An illogical statement, in any language.”

She and T’Pol rose together. Hoshi didn’t need the translation matrix to read the touch of humor and enjoyment in the Vulcan woman’s eyes as they walked away, leaving a scowling Chief Engineer to chew on mashed potatoes and Latin.

Enjoy stream-of consciousness writing? Come play – there’s just a few simple rules. See you next week, for another live-streaming look into the lovely chaos in my mind! =)

Get more SoCS right here!

WIPpet Wednesday: “…Claim Me As Your Valentine”

Do you like to WIPpet?


Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It’s hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys! First up – I’ll be in Oregon next week and  the one after.  I’ll schedule my posts, but might not  get back to answer comments or visit.  I’m gonna miss you guys!

Guess who’s back, just for this week, to tempt and tease?

Disclaimers: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful! Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.

This snippet from The IDIC Romance, my Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, occurs during the climactic Season 3 episode, Zero Hour – February 14, 2154.  After a year of trauma, rifts,  and personal crisis,  TnT are finally growing closer again. T’Pol just floored Trip with a sudden and irresistible seduction…and now, the aftermath…and after the snippet, I’ve got another sweet treat for you! <3

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is February 11, 2015.
  • Math: None, except that it’s a Valentine’s Day story….and you’re welcome.

Warnings: A mite spoilery, as in we see some of how the relationship might progress. Also quite first-drafty.

T’Pol recovered herself to find Trip was watching her. He seemed both very pleasantly surprised, and worried. Perhaps other things, as well.

“You feel so much, at once. Doesn’t it confuse you?”

“You’ve met me, right?” He grinned, but studied her closely. “I’m doing this a bit ass-backwards, but, are you OK? You had me scared for a minute or two, there – I think you fainted – and then you made me forget that I was scared…”

“I am – perhaps more ‘OK” than I have been in – in far too long.” She pulled him in for another deep kiss. “I have missed this…t’hy’la.”

“Mind if I point out that you could have had it, anytime?”

“Only if you will accept my word that it’s not true in the sense you believe.”

“I’m suddenly getting the idea that there’s a lot I don’t know here.” His touch was gentle, and his concern deepened. “Am I making things worse again?”

“You are offering perhaps the deepest of healing.”


She meant it. He could almost feel it – the release of all that desperate control, the crumbling of the walls she’d held.

He wanted to charge in, storm the castle, and claim the lovely princess for his own…

But this was no fairy tale – and she’d been through hell – might still be in hell, even now, beneath the flush of release. At best, she was fragile – and in command. Aww, hell.

Trip found himself chuckling. “The Captain expects you to keep me in line, remember?”

“Perhaps, then, I should evaluate your performance, and give him a comprehensive report?”

“Aww, pepperpot.” He embraced her, settled her head on his shoulder, and sighed. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

Damned if he was even gonna try to pin her down on this one. Nope. This time, he was just gonna enjoy the moment, and not try to make one thing out of it that it wasn’t. Besides, soon, she was going to get up and get back to work – and he wanted her to be able to do that without worrying about him.

Now, she craned her neck to look at him upside down. “You’ve used that appellation before. I find myself – most curious as to its origin.”

“Good. ‘Bout time I had you wondering about something, ‘stead of the other way ’round. Hey, what time is it?”

She glanced at her monitor, and then he felt her start to gather herself. “We were due in the Command Center fifteen minutes ago,” she said, and stretched against him with a decadence that made him groan. “We are quite late – I had forgotten.” And still, she didn’t quite seem to be able to pull herself away ….she kissed him again, and her paired fingers caught at his, in that delightful kissing that didn’t look like kissing, and her quiver made him wish, for a minute, that they were the two lowest peons in the chain of command, instead of the highest.

She seemed to have forgotten again, already, judging by her dreamy-sultry eyes. “Hey, pepperpot?”


“You. Me. Clothes. Work.” He held her shoulders and formed each syllable distinctly; she seemed to need that. Whatever had broken down those walls she’d had up for so long seemed to have her feeling a hell of a lot more than thinking, and he hoped he hadn’t made it impossible for her to do her job.

T’Pol actually made a face as though she’d eaten an especially tart lemon whole. She met his eyes; hers held a teasing light. “Awww, hell.”

That sent Trip into raucous laughter; she gave him that special little head tip that said she thought his sanity was in serious question, and got up smoothly – just as the comm signaled. “Bridge to T’Pol.”

“Damn, pepperpot – they caught you.”

“This is true.” She walked, stark naked and delicious, to the comm. “But only you, Trip, can claim me as your Valentine. T’Pol here.”

She was all business as she acknowledged the call – except for that smoldering way she was looking at him, and the brazenness of the way she stood there, unabashedly nude.

What‘s next? Will their tryst be discovered? Will T’Pol actually write an evaluation for the captain? Will Trip be able to resist a naked and smoldering Vulcan who’s finally open to passion again?

Well, you’ll have to keep guessing, at least for a while…but I did promise another surprise, and here it is:

Second Serving Monday: The Double Feature Edition

A weekly peek backwards and a look ahead, from my little corner of the blogosphere

So, I kinda vanished last week. Sorry about that! It was just – well, life. I can’t get more specific than that; I really don’t know anything except that I ran out of day long before I ran out of things to do. And with vacation looming ever closer on the horizon, that’s not that likely to change for a while.

To make up for my absence; I’m offering a more streamlined Second Serving that will play catchup, and usher in February a bit late, but with sincerity.

Last week in life:

  • Snow, writing, new boots, new ideas, growth, hometending, and other bits and pieces.

My last Second Serving Sunday post: The Final January 2015 Edition. 

  • Check here to access the previous week’s posts and news.

And now, features from the last two weeks

Coffee and Conversation:

WIPpet Wednesday:

  • Can You?”T’Pol has a plan, but Trip resists the logic of it.
  • Father?”: A young girl awakens alone in a forest – or is she still dreaming?

SoCS (Stream of Consciousness Saturday):

  • Dance Lessons?:  Jonathan Archer decides to ask T’Pol to dinner, only to find her in Trip’s arms, with an improbable explanation.
  • When Trip Met T’Pol” (Movie Night): T’Pol’s exploration of a human concept called love includes Harry, Sally, Trip – and contradictions that define.

Just Jot It January: A daily post on the current prompt, all month long.

  • Kids: Who Owns Their Sexuality?: An exploration of what parents can control, and whether we should try.
  • Of Zucchinis and Condoms: An impromptu question sparks experimentation and new learning.
  • Vulcan Biology – As In Reproduction: How DO Vulcans choose their mates? A foray into the fascinating fictional reality of pon farr, the Vulcan mating imperative.
  • Inter-Species Relations: A flash fiction account of T’Pol telling Trip about a life-or-death matter.
  • Sex in the Big City: An adventure to the Big Apple, and into sexuality and friendship.
  • Who Owns My Sexuality?: Is it me? The government? My spouse? Society? I have ideas.

Love Is In Da Blog: A month-long celebration of love; with weekly themes and daily prompts.

ROW80: The Writing Challenge That Knows You Have A Life.

Variety’s Spice:

We like trains!

What’s Next:

February Focuses:

  • Oregon Trip: Lots to plan and do to get ready for our upcoming vacation.
  • The rest of life – blogging, hometending, family, other writing…

This week, on the blog:

  • For Coffee and Conversation: A tribute to my Accomplice, and the life we’ve lived together.
  • For WIPpet Wednesday: A sweet surprise.
  • Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS), a #LoIsInDaBl/SoCs combined prompt.
  • ROW80 Updates: My progress on my January goals for A Round of Words in 80 Days;
  • Love Is In Da Blog: A daily post on the current prompt, all month long.

In the Wilds of Internet-Land:

Life Stuff:

  • With our vacation getting closer, most of the focus will be on getting ready to go.

Aglow in the snow!