Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors, a weekly Sunday hop where writers share 8 sentences from a book or WIP. This week’s snippet comes right after last week’s, as Georgian immigrant Alina Petropashvili has finally realized the beaten-up beggar she found in the Fereydunshahr bazaar is her husband, Amiran Koridze.
She finally believed his story when he produced an ikon of St. Nino which she got from her mother before she was taken to an orphanage in Ukraine during the chaos of the Civil War in 1920. Alina was hesitant to hug him too hard, for fear of hurting him, but Amiran assured her that it couldn’t hurt worse than all the torture he survived.
This has been modified a bit to fit eight sentence.
Alína squeezes him as tightly as she knows how, sobbing even harder as Amiran hugs her back. She doesn’t recoil when he kisses her, though the heavy beard feels a little funny. Amiran may be disfigured on the outside, but he’s still the same on the inside. Any man who came all this way on foot just for her has the kind of love that only comes along very rarely in life.
“I never named any names, provided any information, or let on I knew where you’d disappeared to,” he whispers. “I don’t betray my friends or my wife. I must have hide like an elephant now, after all those daily beatings on almost every part of my body. But don’t worry, they didn’t castrate me like they threatened; once I look normal again and have better health, you can start enjoying me as your husband again.”
A few weeks ago I asked my readers what they thought of my changing my pen name, since I’m releasing three books this year and have begun thinking my pseudonym doesn’t sound serious or professional enough for a historical writer. I’m now considering the possibility of using the name Ursula Hartlein (my middle name plus an old family name which means “brave/strong little one”) for my long, serious historicals, and keeping the pen name Carrie-Anne for my short, lightweight Atlantic City historicals.
Each name would suggest different things appropriate to the types of books these are; Ursula sounds more serious, while Carrie-Anne seems more fun. Also, after almost 21 years, I’m pretty attached to my original pen name, and I still love both the bands I got my existing pseudonym from.