It is time to catch up with the Delta Pearl in the world created by Teagan Geneviene. for those new to the series Teagan provides some background to the story and I have included a snippet from this week’s post.
Saturday, August 1, 2020
Welcome back to my sanctuary, my chuckaboos. Here are some notes for those of you who were not aboard at the beginning of this riverboat journey. Chuckaboo is a Victorian Era slang word for “dear friend.” Everyone who reads and leaves a friendly comment is my chuckaboo.
The setting is a magical riverboat, the Delta Pearl. It’s a steampunk fantasy, so there are elements of magic, along with real (and potentially real – that’d be the fantasy part again) technology that is suitable to the Steam Era.
The most important crewmembers of the Delta Pearl have gemstone names. They are also known by their positions as if their titles were proper names. The Captain, the Dealer, and the Cook are parental figures for the young protagonist.
The heroine is Émeraude, who recently had her sixteenth birthday. Poor thing has a crew full of “big brothers,” in addition to the parental figures — who think they know what – and who is best for her This is not appreciated by our heroine, who immediately took a shine to a passenger. He’s a geeky but genius inventor named Victor T. Elam. Along the way we learned that the initial T is for Topaz. Hmmm…
This is a rewrite of a novel with which I just wasn’t satisfied — so I’ve been reworking it as a serial here. After the serial is finished, I will “bookize” and publish The Delta Pearl. I’ve been adding “random reader things” to the existing text, and letting the things drive new material. Diana Wallace Peach and Mary J both left the word nefarious and used it in a similar way. As they say, great minds think alike. Read on to see how I used this “thing.”
Let’s get on with this episode.
The Delta Pearl
Chapter 43 — Dart
We couldn’t let the clockwork bug get away! I jumped out of bed much too fast. Black splotches and dizziness got the better of me and I plopped back onto the bed.
“Emmie!” Agate began with the hated nickname. “You keep your bahoochie in that bed.”
Tiny copper wings flitted all around the cabin. I tried to push past the Cook and her fussing.
The miniature clockwork scarab latched onto the ceiling. Victor stood on the foot of my bed trying to catch it.
“Do you think this one is connected to the malachite scarab we encountered ashore?” he asked.
Please head over and enjoy the rest of the post and perhaps catch up on previous episodes.. and the good news is the series will be a book in the future.