I have just completed the draft of a short story that I have been writing for the GWG Fiction Masterclass with Michele Roberts in April. The story is called The Complex Weaver. Here are the first couple of paragraphs of the draft:
“He’s not a Complex Weaver…”
The young woman’s voice broke off. Such words should never have been heard, but the Lord’s Keeper strode in at that moment and there was a lull in the bray of voices. He rarely had business in the tavern and his presence never left indifferent.
Conversation faltered, then failed completely, lapsing into awkward silence. Some eyed the elegantly attired Keeper, but most of the men glanced in the woman’s direction, hoping to catch a glimpse of the one who had dared say that name (…)