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I've started work on the first draft of A Dinosaur Ate my Homework - the second book in my middle grade time travel adventure series. It's going well so far, though between preparing college lessons and finishing the third Snowy adventure, the going is slow.

Here's a little snippet from what I wrote today:

    For one glorious moment, I knew it couldn’t be real.
    The Sentinel’s defense system enhances subliminal fear in anything that gets too close. Sure, in my nightmares, the dinosaurs don’t usually come within drooling distance, but it wouldn’t be the first time a ship-triggered illusion scared the crap out of me.

   My relief lasted as long as it took for the T-Rex to exhale.


How about you?

Care to share a line or two from your current WiP?


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msstacy13
Feb. 26th, 2014 04:07 pm (UTC)
This may be more than a line or two,
but I'm known to be generous.
“GUN KILLS ERNEST HEMINGWAY” the Monday morning headline seemed to shout, its black block all caps streaming the width of the tabloid, just under the masthead.

“Did you know him?” Dietrich asked, after glancing to see what had caught my attention.

“Met him once,” I said, “in Spain.”

I’d actually urinated in his face, but didn’t want to tell my husband that on our wedding day, if I ever told him. He knew the kind of woman I was, and we both knew that ours would be a marriage of convenience, but still.
jongibbs
Feb. 26th, 2014 04:55 pm (UTC)
No problem, Stacy. I know you have a hard time holding back :)
MaryBeth Mulhall
Feb. 26th, 2014 04:35 pm (UTC)
This comes from the 3rd story in my Errand Girl of the Undead series. Very much a work in progress:

The wings were pretty recent and I can’t say I was too happy about them. Do you know how soul crushing it is to have to cut holes in all my pretty tops to make them fit now? It’s a fashion travesty.
jongibbs
Feb. 26th, 2014 04:55 pm (UTC)
Lol, sounds like an interesting character. Is this YA?
MaryBeth Mulhall
Feb. 26th, 2014 05:02 pm (UTC)
Yup, although she was raised by some old "creatures" so she has a bit more of an advanced vocabulary than the typical teen.
Elaine Young
Feb. 26th, 2014 04:51 pm (UTC)
Snippet my my current work
Tegan went down flat on his back. Kaen straddled his chest and said, “Now you’re going to listen to me. You’re walking into a trap you idiot. Do you really think this guy is going to be alone? He probably has a gang of rotten little thugs just like him.” Tegan struggled to get other man off him, to no avail. “I know he has a gang!” He turned head away from his friend. “I used to be in it. I was his right hand man.” “So let me get this straight,” Kaen said, “You were going to commit suicide by stupidity. And they call me the crazy one.”
jongibbs
Feb. 26th, 2014 04:56 pm (UTC)
Re: Snippet my my current work
Nice one, Elaine. Does this have a title yet?
Elaine Young
Feb. 26th, 2014 05:08 pm (UTC)
Re: Snippet my my current work
This is from a novel called The Dirty Fifty. It's book 3 of the legend of Tan Medrak Series.
msstacy13
Feb. 26th, 2014 04:59 pm (UTC)
“You were going to commit suicide by stupidity. And they call me the crazy one.”

Lucky for me this was not a competition...
:)
darkspires
Feb. 26th, 2014 07:04 pm (UTC)
The candelabra rose above the table to almost ceiling height before it gently drifted down to its former position.

"I be Mordred, the apprentice and son of Merlin. Do thee believe me now, or do thee think me moonstruck, like the people in white coats?"
jongibbs
Feb. 26th, 2014 09:17 pm (UTC)
'moonstruck' = :)
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jongibbs
Feb. 27th, 2014 01:27 am (UTC)
Nice one, Dave :)
seekerval
Feb. 26th, 2014 09:54 pm (UTC)
Just finished first draft yesterday:
Hiding from your Mum is always a tricky thing. When your Mum is a leprechaun woman in full blown High Summer Power, hiding from her can be downright dangerous. Especially if you happen to be a black-haired boy who stands nearly twice the height of any other leprechaun boy. Makes sneaking a real pain in the back.
jongibbs
Feb. 27th, 2014 01:28 am (UTC)
Re: Just finished first draft yesterday:
:)
bondo_ba
Feb. 27th, 2014 01:18 pm (UTC)
I knocked on the door of number 23. I knocked again, and a third time before the door opened. An old woman sporting a prominent nasal wart stared up at me. “Ah, Greg, isn’t it? I see you’re turning into a large insect of some sort.”
jongibbs
Feb. 27th, 2014 05:21 pm (UTC)
Lol, nice one, Gustavo :)
bondo_ba
Feb. 27th, 2014 05:46 pm (UTC)
Thanks Jon, thought you'd like it! The good part of having a buncg of WiPs lying around is that I can choose when something like this comes up!
ideealisme
Feb. 28th, 2014 12:05 am (UTC)
My major antagonist
But Grace preferred not to dwell on that unwise relationship of Eva's and its aftermath; on that matter, at least, her conscience was clear. Every time she felt a smidgen of guilt, she remembered the glare that slatternly, ill-mannered lout had fixed upon her, not to mention his sneer: Oh, it's the Darling again. And the references to Chekhov, knowing full well Grace hadn't read it; she was an engaged woman, for God's sake, she had better things to be doing!
jongibbs
Feb. 28th, 2014 10:30 am (UTC)
Re: My major antagonist
Good one. Is this from White Feathers?
ideealisme
Feb. 28th, 2014 01:16 pm (UTC)
Re: My major antagonist
Yes!
angeladegroot
Mar. 7th, 2014 05:16 pm (UTC)
Brilliant! And don't beat yourself up - slow and steady wins the race.
jongibbs
Mar. 7th, 2014 05:25 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Angela :)
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