WIP vs LIP? Or Glowing Pigs and the Batmobile

Posted on by Teagan Riordain Geneviene

Saturday, July 28, 2018

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Writers are always talking about their WIP — or work in progress.  At my “real job” I frequently have to ask executives and tech guys to “spell out” acronyms.  I’m drowning in alphabet soup!

So, I just now laughed when I thought to myself that my WIP keeps getting pushed aside by my LIP, or my life in progress!

Maybe I’m the only one who sees the humor in that… but since they seem to think I’m “giving them lip” (mouthing off) when I ask for clarity or correction…  Yeah, okay… I kill me.  (Insert eye roll.)

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The editing and proofing of Atonement in Bloom continues to limp along. 

However, back to the first book, Atonement, Tennessee, I will soon be offering it in Spanish!  That’s thanks to the talented Olga Núñez Miret, who did the translation.  Stay tuned for more on that. 

Since my head is in that quirky town, on a whim I decided to write an all new short story to share today.

As the world-building of Atonement progressed, some small, glowing, otherworldly pigs made their way into the Atonement-verse.  They stole my heart.  So they pop in for a visit now and then.

Without further ado here’s the snort — I mean short story.

2 Pigs

Deme, Honeybell, and the Batmobile

Sunlight dappled the ground.  It made shaded spots on her book, but Honeybell didn’t mind.  The sun felt pleasantly warm on her white fur.  Loud snuffling distracted her from the pages of the Fourth Branch of the Mabinogi.

“You do realize that they got half of that story wrong, don’t you?” Deme commented derisively.

“Of course they did.  They’re only human after all.  But that’s what makes it so interesting,” Honeybell defended the ancient tome.

She knew that her friend’s snarky manner meant Deme was up to no good.  Although she had to admit that Deme used her bright blue eyes to great effect when she got caught doing something that wasn’t allowed.

Honeybell secretly wished she was as bold as her friend.  However, it wouldn’t do to let Deme know that.  There was no telling what mischief she’d get dragged in to by the blue-eyed pig if Deme knew Honeybell quietly longed to misbehave.

“The things Gwydion did in this story,” Honeybell began, shaking her head reproachfully at the antiquated book.

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Gwydion Conquers Pryderi by E Wallcousins circa 1920

“We could visit him!  Wouldn’t that be fun?” Deme interrupted brightly.  “I know you love to go to Atonement, Tennessee just as much as I do.”

“Deme, you know we’re not allowed to go to human places without permission.  Besides, Gwydion is always getting into trouble.  We’d end up getting over our hooves into it with him.”

“Come on, Honeybell.  We could be there and back before dark.  You know the main reason for that silly rule is because we’ll glow after sundown.  We have plenty of time to go for a romp and be back before twilight.  None the wiser!”

Drat that Deme, she’s always got an answer for everything, Honeybell thought, knowing full well that she had just given in to temptation — and that easily.

“What if we just go check on your sheriff.  Just to make sure he’s okay,” Honeybell relented.  “Goewin wouldn’t get upset with us for that… I don’t think,” she added somewhat doubtfully.  “But we mustn’t let him see us!”

The drift of small white otherworldly pigs answered to Goewin.  They loved her and would do anything for her. 

Deme pranced in place excitedly.  Honeybell knew her friend adored Robin Warden, the sheriff of Atonement, Tennessee.  Deme’s enthusiasm was contagious.  Honeybell suddenly caught it.

“I’ll race you to the big split tree.  I bet I can get through the portal and to Atonement before you!” Honeybell dared her friend.

Abruptly Honeybell stopped with one hoof off the ground.

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“Wait,” Honeybell said.  “Robin sometimes visits the tree.  That’s where he last saw Goewin.  We’d have to be careful when we come out, in case he’s there.  I don’t want him to see us.  It might make him sad.”

Deme’s blue eyes sparkled.  Her lopsided smile was evidence that she had mischief in mind.

“There’s another way,” Deme suggested.

With her right front hoof, Deme began scratching a design in a barren patch of ground.  It was quite intricate.  It reminded Honeybell of a Celtic knot design she had seen somewhere.

But where? Honeybell wondered worriedly.

Honeybell’s eyes widened when she remembered where she’d seen that design.  It was on the silver locket that Ralda-Esmeralda always wore.

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“Deme, we’re not supposed to use that kind of magic!” Honeybell cried.

“Says who?  Look it up in your books.  This exact kind of magic is not specifically forbidden anywhere,” Deme said with a sharp nod of her head.

Deme used her back feet to kick a fine dust across the complicated design, giving it a finishing touch.

“There!” Deme stated with a satisfied shake of her curly tail.

Deme kicked her back feet into the air and clicked her hooves together.  With her mouth she grabbed Honeybell by an ear.  The two otherworldly pigs glowed brightly.  Then they vanished.

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An owl hooted from the branch of a nearby tree.  Robin Warden gave it a suspicious look.  Then he bent over the front-end of a black and white automobile.  The hood was up and odd looking metal parts lay on the ground around the vehicle.  The sheriff’s hands were covered in black grease.  There was a smudge of it on his forehead too.

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“What is Robin doing to the Batmobile?” Deme asked and started toward the sheriff.

“Deme!” Honeybell hissed at her friend and grabbed the other pig by the curly tail.

“Hey!” Deme complained in an offended tone.

“We can’t let him see us,” Honeybell reminded her friend in an intense whisper.  “And it’s not really called the Batmobile.”

“Oh you take the fun out of everything, Honeybell.  I know it’s a police car, but it’s more fun when Bethany calls it the Batmobile.”

“The fact that you know all that is evidence that you sneak off here more than anyone realizes,” Honeybell replied.  “I think he’s trying to make it run faster.”

I couldn’t resist this 1947 Plymouth. (Wikimedia Commons) Robin might have a souped-up vintage sheriff’s car.

Robin sat down inside the vehicle.  Honeybell could tell his leg moved.  He seemed to be doing something with his foot.  The sheriff’s car made a loud roaring sound.  A dissatisfied expression came to his face and he got out and went to the front of the automobile again.

“Looks like it didn’t work,” Deme commented.  “Whatever it was.  We could help…” Deme began with a sly look at Honeybell.  “But we’d have to get closer.”

Honeybell raised her eyes heavenward and asked for patience.  Before she could reply, Deme trotted over to the black and white automobile.  Honeybell hurried to catch up, but before she got near a flash and an electric pop came from the mechanical innards of the car.  A whiff of ozone reached the pig’s snout.

Robbin warden jerked up at the bright light and sound.  His head banged against the metal of the raised hood.  The sheriff looked around in a startled manner.  After a moment he went back to his work, but appeared to check and recheck everything carefully.

While he was busy reexamining the machinery under the hood, Honeybell and Deme softly tapped their hooves on the various parts that lay on the ground and even on the tools Robin would be using.  They gave each one a tap and a snuffle-snort-grunt.  Then they darted back to their hiding place.

Deme fantasizes about helping Robin catch bad guys. Pearl White, circa 1916

“I think that should help him catch bad humans,” Deme speculated.  “Goewin would not object to us doing that, because it’s related to keeping him safe and well.”

“Do you think it worked?” Honeybell asked?

The sheriff wiped his hands on a dirty rag.  He sat down inside the car and did something to make it roar again.  Abruptly the vehicle zoomed away from its place.  It skidded and swerved like a fish as it went onto the street.  Robin’s eyes bulged in astonishment, but he gave a loud “Whoot!” as the car sped away.

“Yes.  I’d say it worked pretty well,” Deme replied in a grunting chuckle.  “Come on, let’s go after him!’

“No, Deme!  You’re starting to glow,” Honeybell refused with a look at the darkening sky.  “I’m glowing too.  We have to go back home.”

“You’re such a spoil sport,” Deme complained.  “I’ll race you to the split tree in the graveyard!”

Honeybell knew that was the long way home.  She sighed but hurried after her friend.

The sheriff turned the supercharged police car around at the end of the road.  As he headed back to his driveway, two small white, glowing shapes darted across the street.

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The End.

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If you have any questions about the “Atonement-verse” feel free to leave them in a comment.  I love to hear from you.  Hugs and glows!

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76 thoughts on “WIP vs LIP? Or Glowing Pigs and the Batmobile”

    1. Hi Christy. The pigs are more of the stuff “loosely inspired” by that ancient Celtic myth. But the little oinkers stole my heart, so they keep coming back. Now they have their own collection of *Snort* stories. Thanks for visiting. Hugs!

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  4. Congratulations on the Spanish translation! Great collaboration, way to go.
    Atonement world is magic, and the glowing pigs sure feel comfortable there. Especially if they are so cute and smart. Best wishes!

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    1. You’re so kind, Teri. Thank you. I’ve started thinking about making a book of their snort stories… just undecided about how or whether I should release it at the same time as Bloom.
      Anyway, I’m delighted that you like them. Hugs on the wing.

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    1. 😀 I’m so glad that Deme and Honeybell have a friend in you, Denise. Thanks so very much.
      I don’t know what part of CA you are in, but I hope you are safe and well, from the fires and the smoke and bad air as well. Hugs on the wing.

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      1. Thank you Teagan! I am safe from current fires in Nevada City, but the smoke is bad. Hoping with cooler temps they get a handle on the fires. Hugs back!

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  7. Oh my goodness, Teagan. These two pigs are adorable and I immediately fell in love! I can see that they are going to be incorrigible and bound to get into lots of mischiefs. Thanks for sharing this!

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    1. You’re so kind Jan. I’m happy the Atonement pigs have a friend in you. They’ve popped in a few times already and they have a decent role in Atonement in Bloom.
      I just finished making a video for them.
      Many thanks for visiting. Glowing hugs!

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  9. I’m so late catching up, but I love the pigs! I have to point out a line that just made me smile: “Deme pranced in place excitedly.”

    That’s exactly what Maddie does when she know we’re going outside to sit or when were getting ready to go for a walk. I can just see the Deme’s little piggy feet doing that.

    This was a nice story to break up the weekend. I hope you have a great week ahead.

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    1. Thanks so much, Diana. At first those pigs only showed up around Valentine’s Day (not sure what that says about me and that holiday… 😉 ) But I was quite infatuated with them from the beginning, so they’ve sneaked into Atonement a few times over the years.
      Neither WIP nor LIP have budged all weekend. Maybe one day…
      I appreciate you visiting — and hope you’re feeling fully fabulous by now. Glowing hugs!

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    1. That is music to my ears, Jacquie! If I make someone smile, there is a reason for my existence. Thanks so much.
      There actually is a herd of pigs as an element in the myth that “loosely inspired” the supernatural characters in Atonement. Note the “loosely” part — I’m so far from the actual myth that I can’t even say it “inspired” my stories. Although those pigs were nothing like Deme or Honeybell. 😉
      I hope your kitty is less adventurous this week. 🐱
      Glowing hugs!

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    1. Hi Rob. I’m happy to know you enjoyed the Atonement pigs. They first appeared in a Valentine’s story I did a few years ago. (Ever since, for me, Valentines Day means glowing pigs!) It ended up being a prequel to the rest of the Atonement, Tennessee stories. Anyway, I got such a kick out of them that they keep coming back to meddle in one person’s business or another.
      I really appreciate you reblogging this story.
      Your post this weekend is purely amazing. So well done. Perhaps your best ever for the “technical” posts (as I call them). Hugs on the wing!

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    1. Thank you kindly, Kirt. That means a lot to me. LOL, I’m glad you like the pigs — they keep finding their way into more stories. They also have a nice little roll in Atonement in Bloom. I appreciate you visiting. Hugs!

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    1. Hi John. I’m happy you liked that pig tail…tale. Oh, I found that engine when I searched “batmobile” at Wikimedia Commons. Apparently someone had it in a car. Several images there were people had named their car the Batmobile, but none from the old tv show.
      Now if LIP would actually *progress*. Happy weekend hugs!

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  22. “Small, glowing, otherworldly pigs” is a great attention-grabber. And the last picture of that pig is adorable! (The story was entertaining, too.)

    I hear you about LIP. It does seem to throw a wrench in things sometimes, doesn’t it?

    Happy weekend!

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    1. Tee-hee! I’m happy you liked it, Staci. I love that sassy little pig too.
      LIP… the worst wrench in mine is that it doesn’t progress — at least not on the real world part. I need a new acronym, because that one was a poor choice… (eye roll) But I’m just “stayn’ alive’… 😉
      Happy weekend hugs!

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  23. I know exactly what you mean by LIPs and WIPs! But it’s a great way to describe it, I’m sure I’ll be using it in my head from now on! Oh I love the pigs, little mischief makers, it’s no wonder they glow in the dark, let’s just hope they haven’t given that car a little too much magic 🙂

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    1. Hi Andrea. Sheriff Robin will be needing that extra horsepower (or maybe pig-power!) in Atonement in Bloom. 😉
      Ha! You’ve given me a thought. I wonder if they glow brighter according to how much mischief they make! Thanks so much for visiting, Andrea. Huge hugs to you and Winston. ❤

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    1. Tee-hee! That really is a fabulous car, isn’t it. I’d like to see the car that Oldsmobile rocket engine was inside, but I couldn’t manage to dig to that information.
      I’m delighted you enjoyed your visit, Pete. Happy weekend hugs!

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  29. Fantastic, Teagan! I love Deme and Honeybell (how could I not love a book-reading pig?) and it was great fun to take another peep at the Atonement universe. And to catch up on more of heir story. Oh, what a gorgeous police car and the pig driving an old car pic is fantabulous! Ah, and thanks for the mention! I’ve had a great time working on your book! A delight! Good luck, both with your WIP and especially with your LIP!

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    1. Thanks for making me smile with this wonderful comment, Olga. Honeybell will surely write about it in her diary. Deme is busy trying to figure out how to drive. Her hooves won’t reach the pedals… I appreciate all your hard, thought-filled work in translating Atonement, Tennessee. Huge hugs!

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    1. Adored Ape… If only you realized what you’ve done. Now Deme and Honeybell are designing ABBA-esque stage costumes, complete with platform boots and choosing cities for the tour of their new rock band. 😉
      Thanks for sharing with this wonderful intro. Mega hugs!

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