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So it’s more than time for another snippet from Crown of Renewal, which means you get…more than one snippet. Remember that snippets may have redactions–a word or several–to prevent spoilering. If long, there’ll be an ellipsis marking the gap, but if it’s just one word…well, you knew the writer was sneaky. Here we go:
Where: Fin Panir
Situation: Arvid has been tasked with going through some of the piles of material brought back from the stronghold in Kolobia.
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All the magelords had been literate, and those in the main stronghold had produced far more writing than anyone realized until they brought it back. Recipes from the kitchen, lists of supplies, little sketch maps, records of projects begun and finished, with dates referring to a calendar [he] didn’t know….
Arvid intended to sort out anything having to do with legal matters…but he was fascinated by the hints at the individuals who had lived there as shown by their writings………..
……half the pile slid off the desk where he worked and scattered itself on the floor. Sighing, he picked it up and put it back on the desk before opening the book. The stylized rose, drawn larger, was on the first page. On the next, the fine, dense writing began.
I came to him a woman deeply wounded and a killer.
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Where: Aarenis
Who: Arcolin POV, commanding all of Fox Company
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Until dark, Fox Company’s camp appeared no busier than usual, following the routine of each day during campaign. Sentries went out as usual and walked the bounds until the last to the jacks filled them in a little more than usual. And in the near-dark, all that had been packed earlier, in the guises of straightening up the camp, went into the wagons. The tents remained: the duke’s tent, with its several rooms lit, and officers coming to make the final report of the day. All as usual.
Arcolin slept sound, as he always did when a plan had been set. He dressed in the dark, by feel, and woke Kaim who did the same. Outside, where was scarcely light to see, the tents vague blurs against the dark. One by one they came down with no more sound than air whooshing from the canvas as it collapsed.
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Where: Lyonya
Situation: A very strange adoption
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Alyanya’s Grace. A child is born to the tribe. May he grow in peace and share in the parrion of power. Sian, Olath: Name this child before the tribe.
The skeleton holding his heart-hand raised it high. I, Sian, mother of fathers, new-birthed this child and name him Palan, for his parrion’s use, in Alyanya’s honor……
The skeleton holding his sword-hand then raised it high. I, Olath, father of mothers, engendered this child anew and name him Oathkeeper, for his guidance, in Alyanya’s honor……
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Only 73 days to go before all these snippets will be seen in their rightful settings….(yes, you can throw the marshmallows at me now…)
Comment by ellen — March 15, 2014 @ 10:50 am
multiple snippets, wow! 🙂 Just the thing to cheer me up at 3:45 am on another insomnia ravaged night! Thanks 🙂
Comment by ellen — March 15, 2014 @ 10:51 am
(73 days…sigh…)
Comment by ellen — March 15, 2014 @ 10:52 am
and that last one is really intriguing
Comment by elizabeth — March 15, 2014 @ 11:13 am
ellen: On your 3rd comment: I am torn between “You ain’t seen nuthin’ yet” and [evil chuckle.]
Comment by KarenH — March 15, 2014 @ 11:53 am
When the author does the evil chuckle thing, that means that the book is going to be REALLY GOOD. Thank you for Paksworld.
Comment by Annabel — March 15, 2014 @ 11:58 am
73 days – let’s see, will it come before my holiday, or not? Pottles off to Amazon and to the calendar to check. Oh, 27 May. I will be on holiday – I must set my Kindle to pick up the Wi-Fi where we are going so that it gets delivered and I can read it! Or set my order to send it to my Kindle Fire, which I shall be using as a computer for the ten days we are away.
Comment by Gretchen in Minneapolis — March 15, 2014 @ 12:30 pm
Ooh, yay! *bounce bounce bounce* To all three snippets, but especially the first one. Always wanted to know that character better! <3
Comment by Eir de Scania — March 15, 2014 @ 12:54 pm
*Throws marshmallows*
Comment by Celina — March 15, 2014 @ 12:58 pm
*Throws marshmallows as well*
Comment by Joyce — March 15, 2014 @ 1:09 pm
Urg! I hate waiting!!
But thanks for the snippets, even if they ARE just shaking the brightly wrapped Christmas gift under the tree, thinking, “WHAT ON EARTH could it be?!!!”
Comment by Daniel Glover — March 15, 2014 @ 1:32 pm
Yum,
I like marshmallows!
The third one is an odd situation, but the second one ….
[seconds the evil chuckle]
Comment by elizabeth — March 15, 2014 @ 3:12 pm
Celina & Eir de Scania (gathering marshmallows while she may) Thank you, thank you all!
Comment by pjm — March 15, 2014 @ 9:32 pm
On a seat by a laptop a little Paks fan
Threw mallows, marsh-mallows, marsh-mallows.
Comment by Susan Malcolm — March 15, 2014 @ 11:33 pm
Skeletons? With a new baby? Most intriguing! And I’m so glad to hear more about Arvid. Thank you for the generous helping of snippets!
Comment by Naomi — March 16, 2014 @ 1:52 am
ooohhhh!can hardly wait!!!
Comment by Richard — March 16, 2014 @ 3:16 am
And I said to him Peter-friend why do you sit
Throwing mallows, marsh-mallows, marsh-mallows?
Comment by Richard — March 16, 2014 @ 3:23 am
Bother. 3rd line needs to rhyme with 1st:
And I said to him Peter-friend what is your plan
Throwing mallows, marsh-mallows, marsh-mallows?
Comment by Tuppenny — March 16, 2014 @ 9:22 am
Is it weakness of intellect Peter I cried
Or a desire for s’mores for your hungry inside?
Comment by Linda — March 16, 2014 @ 11:08 am
Okay, that date in May had better go on the calendar because I don’t want to clutter it up with anything else. I’m hoping for sunny and warmish so I can be out on the deck in my Adirondack chair with the late tulips blooming, feeling relaxed, just slipping from the first reading to the second.
I find it hard to imagine that by that time the lawn will have been mowed, the garden should be in, and that the mosquitos and black flies may send me indoor to read.
At the moment the snow is still pretty deep and temperatures fall below zero at night. It feels like a “good thing” to schedule a day off during that busy season to come. A day which will bring a sense of closure to a story arc which has so many strands pulling at my consciousness that I know it may take several readings to get it all teased out and fully understood.
Snippets are so tantalizing, but also a bit scary, as I wonder how on earth one book can cover all I hope it will.
Comment by elizabeth — March 16, 2014 @ 5:08 pm
pjm, Richard, Tuppenny: Brilliant G&S filking there! Thank you!
Susan Malcolm: [the patented Writers Own Evil Chuckle] Glad that bit intrigued you [more patented Writers Own Evil Chuckle]
Linda: Though I know better, it’s hard for me to believe that Book Day is likely to be hot, even up to 100F or more, dry, and already looking scorched in this part of Texas…we are likely to see a freeze again tonight. We’re having one or two spring days–several over 80F–followed w/in 24 hours by another freeze.
Comment by pjm — March 16, 2014 @ 9:53 pm
“Oh! the wait for ‘The Crown of Renewal'” he cried,
Oh mallows, marsh-mallows, marsh-mallows.
Peter
Comment by Sharidann — March 17, 2014 @ 9:54 am
Elizabeth, think of our health and remember…
“A snippet a day, keeps the doctor away!” 🙂
Thanks for the tantalizing tidbits (yes, my speculation engine is going overdrive)
Comment by Gareth — March 17, 2014 @ 10:10 am
Spring here in the UK – cut the grass yesterday. Spring flowers everywhere … we’ll soon be toasting the mallows on the BBQ…
Comment by AJLR — March 17, 2014 @ 1:42 pm
Yes, Spring in the UK, my bees are out and flying, having come through the winter…and only 71 days to go now. *does a happy dance*
Comment by Richard — March 18, 2014 @ 2:21 am
One bumblebee and two little ladybirds on Sunday – but 20F cooler than Texas, even in the south of the UK. No frosts though.
Comment by elizabeth — March 18, 2014 @ 5:38 pm
And you have water, you in the UK. Too much water, probably, but you have water. We are rapidly losing soil moisture to the strong dry winds.
But–some flowers, some green, birds coming through–spring. (Tonight, a Cooper’s Hawk, Accipiter cooperii, took a small bird in the back yard and was about to eat it on the step outside the kitchen door when my husband–not knowing it was there–opened the door. It perched across the yard near the barn for a minute or two, giving us a chance to ID it. I could see some feathers between its talons as it took a bite, but not what bird it was. House/English sparrows–non-natives here–would be my choice from what’s been feeding in the yard. They’re way too abundant.
Comment by GinnyW — March 19, 2014 @ 9:59 am
We have snow. Soft, wet, squishy spring snow that fell on Monday. Spring is coming, it melted off the streets and sidewalks, but it is coming more slowly than usual.
I suspected that Elizabeth would throw us some surprises, even with so many story-threads to tie off. Skeletons adopting a baby is definitely a surprise.
I have imagined Arvid’s life path as a Girdsman in a variety of ways, but never a scholar. It has a kind of rightness when I see it.
70 days and counting, while a bright little icon waits on the e-reader for opening day.
Comment by Gareth — March 19, 2014 @ 10:28 am
At least in the SE England we’re starting to dry out nicely now. As we’re on clay at home we’ll rapidly shift from the veg patch is too wet to do anything to it’s baked clay again. There;s usually just a couple of weeks if good digging conditions.
Locally we got off relatively unscathed though there are a lot of trees down in the woods and the water level is still pretty high.
It’s been relatively warm and fine the last couple of weeks but I see they are forecasting night frosts again by the weekend.
Been pondering what format to get Crown in – I suspect both electronic and trade paperback in the UK. Gradually converting to electronic but still like the feel of paper and for dipping into to re-read favorite bits.
Comment by Richard — March 19, 2014 @ 1:55 pm
England and Wales may be small compared to Texas, but even without considering Scotland it is rare for bad weather to be equally bad everywhere. In my own town (north of London)the river never got anything like as high this winter as in our 1998 spring flood, nor did we ever lose electricity from trees being brought down across power lines.
Elizabeth, is your dry unusually bad, or just normally bad?
Ginny, Susan, I’ve something to say about the adoption, but just to be on the safe side I’m going to Spoiler Space.
Comment by Richard — March 20, 2014 @ 3:14 am
Second snippet: remember who Kaim is? I didn’t at first, but we have been told.
Comment by Annabel — March 20, 2014 @ 1:50 pm
It has been most beautifully spring-like, and didn’t rain for about ten days – they’ll be calling for a hosepipe ban if this carries on! All the same, there was still standing water in the park near where my daughter lives in East London; I haven’t been to a south London (where I live) park lately to see whether there is still standing water or not. But it is to rain again tonight…. sigh….
Comment by elizabeth — March 20, 2014 @ 3:04 pm
I just saw the first tiger swallowtail, about 10 minutes ago. And it’s so warm I’m having to change for the second part of my bike ride. Feeding right outside the window are house finches, white-crowned sparrows, American goldfinches, house sparrows, Lincoln’s sparrows, Carolina chickadees, black-crested titmice, and horrible nest-parasite brown-headed cowbirds (they’re one reason for the decline in some rarer small birds, like the painted bunting.) And cardinals and blue jays and mockingbirds and white-winged doves and Inca doves.
Comment by GinnyW — March 21, 2014 @ 7:50 am
I saw the first crocuses yesterday, and am collecting the tools to prune the apple trees. I wish we had some hawks. The squirrel population is way out of hand, and natural population control would be a blessing. The weatherman is predicting possible snow for next week, but I am not listening.