A Portrait Drawn From Memory Weekend Writing Warriors

Here’s the link to the Weekend Writing Warriors central page, so you can visit all the participants sharing excerpts today…a fun way to sample new books and find new authors! (Also welcome to the Sunday Snippet visitors!)

May be edited a bit from published version.

OK, I relented on leaving this book, because people seemed to be enjoying the story of how Rosemari got off her dreary planet. So I’ll share another snippet or two from her on the subject. Sharing excerpts from JAMOKAN: A BADARI WARRIORS SCIFI ROMANCE NOVEL. I’ve jumped way ahead. They’ve been discussing Rosemari’s talent as an artist and she’s explaining how her skill got her off her planet through a government-sponsored contest and into space, where she was kidnapped by pirates. Hand drawn art is a rarity in the far future….

The excerpt – 

“Our planetary leader had a much beloved daughter who unfortunately died the year before and I drew a portrait of her from memory on stage for my finale.” She sighed. “It was a calculated move on my part because the citizens of our world had made her practically a revered person and I hoped my tribute to her might get me the sympathy vote.” She made a face of self-disgust. “But I was so close to the end and by then I was desperate to win. I practiced and practiced drawing an idyllic likeness of her until I could practically do it in my sleep.”

“I understand the feeling about competition. We were always in competition for our actual lives, when we were in the labs, so we did what we had to do. Besides, drawing a portrait of a famous woman is hardly a nefarious tactic. It was your true skill bringing the portrait to reality,” Jamokan said.

Taking a deep breath, Rosemari visibly relaxed a bit of the tension in her frame. Had she thought he was going to make fun of her achievement? At least his instinctive answer had pleased and comforted her. “You see, the rules guaranteed there’d be two winners. The judges picked one and the planet wide audience picked the other. The dancer and the singer were well connected, from big, populous areas, whereas I was just a hydroponics tech, from the underclass in a rural province. I didn’t have any fancy clothes to wear so I showed up for each round in my best, which honestly wasn’t too good. People lent me clothes for the last two installments. The odds were stacked pretty high against me. So drawing a portrait of Maradonja was my only hope. A number of groups worship her nowadays, in a cult like fashion. I gave the final portrait to the planetary leader and he donated it to the biggest group of fans. He got a lot of positive press for the gesture.”

“And you won the popular vote?” he guessed. His prospective mate was smart as well as talented.


The story: Badari Alpha Jamokan and his pack are growing discontented in the sanctuary valley, tired of coming in second place to the pushy new South Seas pack when it comes to assignments and everything else. On top of the discord within his pack, Jamokan is distracted by the search for the right woman to be a proper Alpha’s mate to partner with him in combat and in everyday life. Even the Badari goddess is warning him in visions that he and his pack are on the wrong path for a happy future. In desperation, he receives permission to take his entire pack north to the mountains for a two week hunting expedition, where he hopes to use the time and rugged surroundings to settle the soldiers down and restore order and discipline.

And figure out his own future.

When his men unexpectedly locate a hidden Khagrish lab, he goes to investigate and see if there are humans to be rescued. Little does he suspect he’ll be called upon to break one of the highest commandments of the Badari packs and bring a new disaster to those who look to him for leadership.

Before she became a Khagrish prisoner, Rosemari Parcher was a hydroponics technician on a gritty colony world, who unexpectedly won a planetwide contest. Tapped to receive her heart’s desire and move to a totally different life in the luxurious Inner Sectors, her life had become a happy dream. Kidnapped in space by enemy aliens and given to the Khagrish, she and other humans are the unwilling subjects of a bizarre medical experiment where a quick death seems to be her only hope. Rescued by Jamokan and his pack, she finds herself deeply attracted to the Alpha but the devious Khagrish aren’t through with Rosemari or the experiment.

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13 comments on “A Portrait Drawn From Memory Weekend Writing Warriors

  1. All the things that happened, for better or for worse, brought her to him. Great insight into her past!

  2. She plays to win. A characteristic that will stand her in good stead in the civilization she’s come to be in. And something her prospective mate can value her for. A win-win situation! Great snippet!

  3. She sounds like she feels guilty, like she played to the audience in order to win. In a way, she did. Does she think she didn’t deserve to win and being kidnapped was her punishment?

  4. Groan. The politics of artistic contests on this word are as tough as on ours.

    Sorry for the late visit – I was in deadline hell. But I got the MS in on time!

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