Saturday, November 5, 2011

Saturday Snark

Saturday Snark is the creation of Marie Sexton, a gay erotica author who has shared her gift for subtle sarcasm with her creations. Each Saturday, she invites writers to join her on a snarky blog hop. If you have a snarky character and would like to participate, it's simple:

1. Post a snarky sample on your blog.
2. Provide a link back to Marie's site.
3. Enter your link into the blog hop on Marie's site.
4. Check back often to read new snark posts.

Marie is recuperating from surgery, so I'm hoping for a great turnout to lift her spirits.

Onto the Snark!

This scene is from Circle of the Butterfly.  After Kelmarin falls under siege, Prince Briar is broken out of jail by a wanted former knight and her estranged family. The abandoned town where they have taken refuge is about to flood, and the prince has been tasked with finding a pair of teenage boys who are unaware of the danger.

Briar questioned Shannen’s motivation for sending him. He had proven time and again that he was a bumbling idiot, and it was obvious that the boys had no respect for him. Pippy and Splints ignored him completely and kept walking as if they had nowhere to be. To be fair, they didn’t. 
“We've got to go inside, boys!” 
“We ain’t gotta do shit you tells us, your highness!” Splints yelled back over the rain. 
“Yeah,” Pippy yelled back in support of his older brother. “What are we going to do at Shannen’s anyway?” 
Briar ran and caught up with them. “Well, it isn’t up to me, you little shitheads. Siilan says….” 
“Shitheads?” Pippy asked suddenly stopping in his tracks. 
“Did you just call us shitheads?” Splints turned around and crossed his arms. 
“Actually, I called you little shitheads,” Briar retorted. 
Splints sneered, “Smart ass royal.” He turned around and kept walking down the main thoroughfare. 
“Disrespect me all you want…” 
“Oh, we will,” Splints yelled back. 
“Where in the hell do you have to go?” Briar demanded. “It’s a fucking ghost town.” 
“His highness knows the F-word,” Pippy pointed out. 
“I didn’t think etiquette coaches taught the F-word,” Splints said in sarcastic surprise. 
“My mom would love you two,” Briar muttered.

If you enjoyed today's snark and would like to read more (and aren't easily offended) here or use the bloghop links below.


  1. Oooooh you gotta love kids - even the teenaged variety. (And I should know I have one...16 and thinks he knows everything) Great snark. Had me laughing!

  2. OMG - last week I told my 11th graders to disrespect me all they want, and they pretty much channeled Splints!

  3. Thanks for joining in again, Wendy! And for doing most of my snark promotion as well, since I was a bit out of it today.