First off, the shoulders are better, though some of that might have been due to whatever the hell I was drinking last night. I had two, they were good, and they had tequila in them, so that was an even better treat. The problems come from a bad chair at home and the repetitive motion of adjusting my bra straps, and right there I’ve narrowed down the issues to the root cause. So get a new chair and stop adjusting the straps. It’ll help.
This means I did get started on the new Part/Chapter/Scene last night, but a combination of coming down off tequila and trying not to aggravate my shoulders meant not a lot of writing.
Also, whenever I start something new it’s a bit rocky. I know what I want to say, but getting it said it just hard, I tell you, hard! And, in the following that I wrote, not a single line of dialog. Watch:
(All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015 by Cassidy Frazee)
Normally Thursday afternoons would have seen Annie and Kerry attending B Level Formulistic Magic between thirteen and sixteen-thirty, but since they were in Advanced Formulistic Magic on Monday afternoons—when nearly everyone else was either in Study Period or helping out in other classes—this was an open period for them.
Tuesday afternoons were also a free period for them both, but Kerry had Advanced Transformation Crafting after dinner and Annie usually chose that time to study in the Black Vault when she wasn’t sitting in on class, so they were back in class after dinner.
Because they didn’t have any classes after dinner, it meant Thursday afternoons—as well as Sunday afternoons and evenings—represented part of the most free time Annie could share with Kerry since the start of racing season. From the moment they left Mid-Level Sorcery Theory and Applications for lunch until they left Friday morning breakfast for Annie’s Flight Gift Training at nine, they could spend just over twelve hours together—
More if they somehow managed to find a place to sleep together—which they’d yet to do.
There wouldn’t be any free time after dinner tonight, however; Annie wouldn’t even eat dinner with Kerry. Later this afternoon she would dine with Coraline and Deanna while Kerry headed northward with the rest of the Advanced Flight One for their overnight camping trip at Baxter State Park in Central Maine, their first of several tests this school year that would prepare them for the Polar Express that took place during the student’s C Levels.
They wouldn’t be camping in any Normal sites: they’d be somewhere deeper within the park, at least ten kilometers from the nearest regular site, somewhere along the shoreline of Matagamon Lake. They’d unpack and set up their tents in the dark, eat rations similar to what they’d carry during the Polar Express, and likely stay up until close to twenty-three before heading off to their cots and sleeping bags for the nights.
According to Kerry the plan for Friday was to rise about five-thirty, have a quick breakfast, clean up and see to their toilet, then be airborne by seven-thirty or eight for a full day of flying. He was unsure about where they were headed, however: all Nadine—who was joining the overnight trip as an assistant—would tell them after Advanced Spells last night was to expect to fly “a lot.”
Annie had heard something different from both Penny and Alex that morning while they were in the girl’s bathroom getting ready. They said that when they did the overnight flight last year, they’d flown northwest into Canada, turned westward for about five hundred kilometers, then turned southeast and made their way back to the school. Alex said they flew about two thousand kilometers that day, returning home several hours after sunset.
Annie suspected tomorrow would see much the same for Kerry, if not more.
There you have it: Kerry is flying off to do some camping, which means Annie’s off the leash and ready to dine with Coraline and Deanna. You can bet no other students are doing that–but then, no other students in Advanced Flight One are leaving a soul mate behind. And this is the first time she’ll be at school overnight without Kerry somewhere on the grounds, and the same for him not having Annie close by.
Where is Kerry gonna camp? I’ll let you in on a little secret:
Specifically, right near that sandy, open area. The tents will be in the woods, but the fires will be in that open area–just in case. And just as stated, that’s on the shore of Matagamon Lake, with Mount Katahdin way in the background. And if I know they are camping their, you know I have a map.
And it’s gonna get shown.