Those of you who follow me since a while know that I was writing quite a few blogs here on WordPress. But last year I decided to put all my creativity and my effort in just one blog and decided to go back to blogger. Not so sure if that was a good decision. Right now I am looking to connect to other bloggers writing sci-fi, fantasy and poetry but it looks to me like all the active ones are here on WordPress. I wonder why ;-).
Well, I have started the other one and I won’t change again. Have been changing too much in my blogging carrer. Or more have been experimenting. Now its time to get down to business. So here is an extract from my sci-fi serial that I have posted on WordPress but am editing now and post it on “The River is flowing….”. Feedback much appreciated:
….. Chan Juan went back to the outside door to give it a final shine while Sadit showed Rowan the circular moves they had to do with the mob and broom to ensure the flooring did not lose its shine. They only spoke what was necessary. All of them still thinking about Mitchell.
Now Rowan realised how tranquil this entrance was. If the off voice did not introduce the newest offers they played relaxing sounds which Rowan remembered from the hidden forest at Shortlace. He had found out with Morris who was interested in history and how people lived around the time of the RIFT that those sounds were supposed to be in a forest. There were flying creature still living then some making noises like those funny ancient clocks those mad collectors had. A little creature came out every hour and made exactly that noise. There was also a kind of hush going on which sounded like transporting machines in the distance, but they read up that transporting machines did not belong to forests way back then. Morris found and old Encyclopedia which explained that that sound was called “Wind” a movement of air, that moves the leaves which in turn made the noise. It relaxed Rowan no matter what he was doing….. Please read more here