Weekend Writing Warriors Snippet Sunday - meet Glyn who has a problem!

Hello fellow snippeteers!

I'm continuing snippets from the draft of my current 'work in progress' a fantasy novel 'The Matchmaker's Mare' which takes place in Wales. The  story is told from three p.o.vs. and two time-lines. Today's excerpt is in Glyn's P.O.V.  and is our first glimpse of him.. and he has a bit of a problem. (Adjusted from original to conform with ten sentence rule.)

(This is only a rough draft to give the gist of the novel, and is subject to change and edits!)

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 SNIPPET

Glyn  knew was something odd about the chestnut pony when it appeared in one of his paddocks from nowhere. At first he thought she was one of the semi-wild ponies that roamed the mountains. They were all owned by someone and usually freeze branded or micro-chipped, but this one had no owner’s mark on her and his scanner revealed no micro-chip.

 

He contacted the Police, the Welsh Pony and Cob Society, the local pony club, riding club, and everyone in his E-mail lists, and posted her picture on Facebook and Instagram but no-one reported losing a chestnut cob type pony mare.

“She’s pretty little thing, with that distinctive star on her face, but what am I going to do with her?” he said to Evan Thomas— friend, groom and general handyman, who broke in all the young horses for him. “I can’t sell her or breed from her since she doesn’t legally belong to me.”

“Look Glyn, why don’t you just let me put a saddle on her an’ let’s see what she goes like?”

Glyn hesitate - at six foot, he was too tall himself for a mare her size, and he knew of no-one, other than Evan,who was light enough and competent enough to handle her if she proved difficult.

“I’m not sure about that, Evan, there’s no telling if she’s broken to ride, although she’s let me halter her and lead her around, but she spooks at her own shadow and seems a bit temperamental.” 

He glanced over at the mare standing in a corner of the paddock. She stamped her foot and shook her head so her long mane flowed around her like a halo, almost as if she knew they were talking about her.

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Weekend Writing Warriors Snippet Sunday ... it was about time she met her nearest neighbour

Hello lovely snippeteers!

I'm continuing snippets from the draft of my current 'work in progress' a fantasy novel 'The Matchmaker's Mare' which takes place in Wales. The  story is told from three p.o.vs. and two time-lines. Today's excerpt is  still Megan's p.o.v. and is a few paragraphs on from the last one She has just inherited Ty Gwyn cottage from her uncle, and has started a a new job as a veterinary receptionist, a marked change to her previous job as an administator for a firm of London Estate Agents. (This is only a rough draft to give the gist of the novel, and is subject to change and edits!)

Don't forget to visit the other authors at the link below the excerpt, there's something for all tastes.

Megan paid several visits to the village shop and speaking to the chatty shopkeeper, got to know about some of the locals. Her nearest neighbour, apparently, was a Mr Phillips, a horse breeder and dealer, who had bought the nearby Hafod farm about three years previously and lived there with his young son. She passed Hafod Farm her way into the village and had noticed several horses grazing in the well-kept paddocks, so it was interesting to know who owned the place

Catrin, and Bethan, who also helped out on the reception desk, were happy to show her the ropes.There was a special area in the small dispensary where prescriptions were stored as soon as they were filled, ready for collection. As she sorted the various prescriptions one lunchtime, she noticed there was a packet of anti-inflammatory analgesic powders, with the name  

Glyn Phillips, Hafod Farm, printed on it.

 “I drive past the farm on my way home, why don’t I just deliver this myself?” she suggested to Mair.

“Well I was going to suggest you phone him and tell him it’s ready, so he can come in to collect it himself, but if you’re going that way you might as well just drop it off, if it’s no trouble like.”

“No, of course not, as I said, I have to go past the farm.”  
She’d been living at Ty Gwyn for six weeks now, it was about time she met her closest neighbour.

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Weekend Writing Warriors Snippet Sunday - "Mother why didn't you tell me..."

 Looks like Autumn's arrived here in the U.K. We're having  lot of wind and rain, although the sunny intervals are lovely as well.  The leaves are beginning to fall and soon the grass will be hidden again beneth a carpet of red and gold. We're incredibly lucky with our weather though, when I read about some of the terrible weather that you've been experiencing in the States, we Brits have no excuse for complaining about the weather!

I'm continuing snippets from the draft of my unpublished fantasy novel 'The Matchmaker's Mare which takes place in Wales. The  story is told from three p.o.vs. and two time-lines. Today's excerpt is  from  Megan's p.o.v. and takes place in the present. She has just inherited Ty Gwyn cottage from her uncle, unaware of the legend that surrounds it.This snippet is a few lines on from the last one.(Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about Rhiannon her story isn't finished yet. 😏)

Don't forget to visit the other authors at the link below the excerpt, there's something for all tastes.

 Megan sat hunched over her laptop, and made some quick calculations. She sighed, and swallowed back the lump that came to her throat as she looked back at the entries over the past year. Oh Mother, why didn’t you tell me you’d accumulated so many debts, and taken out those high-interest loans after Dad died? 

Megan's mother had never mentioned she had money problems, and it was devastating to think she’d carried the worry herself and not come to her daughter for help. At least the sale of the house had covered those debts, but it had been hard to sell the home she'd lived in for so long, and it still hurt to think her mother had kept her money problems to herself. Still, her finances didn't look too bad now, and with what she had managed to save from her previous job, and her work at the vets, she should be able to manage if she was careful. She didn’t have to worry about paying rent any more, and still had a small amount of savings put by for emergencies. She would manage just fine, especially if her plan to sell a few paintings worked out.

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For Info: I now have some audio codes for each of the three books in the Destiny Trilogy. If you would like one, or all three, just let me know with your email address at Lyn@hywelalyn.co.uk and I'll send you the ones you request, (Each book has its own code). If could manage to post a short review after you've listened, that would be greatly appreciated. 😍

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