The Beta Editing Has Begun!

As of today, I am beginning to implement changes suggested by Beta Readers for my debut novel, Charybda!

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Charybda: Book I of the Worldstrait Duology
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This is an exciting (and terrifying) new step for me. After completing the second draft and giving it a quick run-through, thus producing the third draft, I sent my novel out to the intrepid folks who read over it and provided feedback.

Lots and lots of feedback.

While I waited, I focused on some other writing projects as well as the cover design for the book. Now, however, the time has come to get back to the old grindstone and produce the fourth draft of Charybda, which then gets to be edited for grammar, thus producing the fifth draft, which then gets a final edit and formatting for the sixth and I pray FINAL draft. I hope to launch the book sometime in November.

So what is Charybda about? Here’s what is probably going to be on the back cover:

Nivin has never seen the colors of a sunrise. She has never seen the brilliant green of trees in summertime. She has never even seen her own face. Blind from birth, she has lived seventeen years in a culture where anyone with physical defect meets death by the King’s sword. When she is discovered and flees, she encounters the first thing she has ever seen in her life: a Charybdon, a portal in the form of shimmering ribbons of light. Along with a fellow fugitive, she meets a young man who seems to be from a different world altogether—a world where the dragon Scylla and the wicked sorcerer Scyllorin hold the lands in an iron grip. Sword and steel have proven worthless against their reign. Out of her element in more ways than one, what part can a blind girl play in a centuries-long war?

Intrigued? I hope so! Check my blog regularly for updates on the editing/rewriting process, and also look for regular content such as Flash Fiction Fridays and book reviews. Or, if you’d rather not have to check all the time, subscribe to my blog using the form in the sidebar or the email “follow” icon at the bottom of this post.

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Flash Fiction Friday: The Globe of Wealth

It was a perfect, glossy globe. The light hit it and rainbows would spray off it, shimmering in every direction. Though it sat perfectly still, it always gave the illusion that it was moving—not spinning, but moving across one’s field of vision like a retinal impression, moving to flee from the eye’s focus which so desperately attempts to fix upon it, always missing by just a fraction of an inch. In the center of the elliptical room, one could chase it all around with one’s gaze, yet upon closing and reopening the tired and confused eyes, discover it sitting upon the silver pedestal in the center of the room. Many fell from dizziness before even reaching the pedestal. Even to look away gave no aid; it danced just as elusively across the periphery, demanding focus.

But those who made it to the center, those who were able to touch it, were granted their deepest desire. And while there are thousands of desires in the world, it answered them all with one thing: money. The poor walked away magnificently rich. The rich walked away, their wealth increasing exponentially until they could barely fathom their own possessions. The lonely left, able to find themselves good company by throwing parties with their new-found wealth. The hungry could buy enough food to stock the larders of hundreds.

And yet, the money ran out. It always ran out. The poor found themselves even more destitute, sucked down into the cesspit of debt. The wealthy saw their money vanish in ill-advised investments. The lonely watched as the friends they thought so dear dwindled away along with gold. The hungry found their vast stores of food spoiled, wasted away before they could even hope to eat them.

Still, thousands upon thousands venture to its sanctuary to ask favor at the base of its pedestal, not one of them heeding the warnings of others, desiring beyond desire to touch the Globe of Wealth, not knowing that its makers had called it the Globe of Ruin.

“The Globe of Wealth” copyright 2017 by A.L.S. Vossler.

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