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I got tagged on facebook to share 7 lines from page 7 of a current WiP.

These are from page 7 of Abraham Lincoln Stole My Homework: 

     The envelope had a damp crimson splodge over one end. I picked it out from beneath the plant pot, careful not to touch the stain. Sure enough, as it slid free, I saw the words on the front.
     Important message for Bartholomew Jones!
     The handwriting looked weird, as if whoever wrote the words had never used a pen before. I turned it over, then let out a tiny shriek. There, finger-painted on the back of the envelope, in what looked like half-congealed blood, was a single word.
  
    Run!

How about you?

Care to share 7 lines from page 7 of your WiP?


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authorwithin
Jan. 14th, 2013 05:11 pm (UTC)
Awesome! Those are some gripping lines there! Totally want to read ALSMH even more now.

I needed something for my Monday's Muse post today so I think I'll share a link to your post and put up seven lines from my WIP. =)
jongibbs
Jan. 14th, 2013 06:13 pm (UTC)
Great idea, Joan. Let me know when it's up and I'll add a link to it from here :)
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msstacy13
Jan. 14th, 2013 05:33 pm (UTC)
“And defile our fists?” the other asked. Like we weren’t defiling ourselves with their rotten food. But hunger is never kosher, is it?

“The Master doesn’t like that sort of thing,” Philip said.

“You’re saying he’s a [FITB]?” I asked. “I thought he was the Messiah.”

“He is,” Philip answered, uncertainty in his voice.
jongibbs
Jan. 14th, 2013 06:12 pm (UTC)
What's an 'FITB'" Or shouldn't I ask? ;)
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I've always wondered... - msstacy13 - Jan. 15th, 2013 11:10 am (UTC) - Expand
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bogwitch64
Jan. 14th, 2013 07:52 pm (UTC)
Nice! I love it. That would be a great exerpt for the blurb!
jongibbs
Jan. 14th, 2013 09:19 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Terri :)

Care to share your 7 from page 7?
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raisinbottom
Jan. 15th, 2013 03:55 am (UTC)
"The biggest issue is you're my clone. You belong to me." Orson waited a beat. "I belong to you." His voice cracked.
Ursula refused to turn around. Those familiar eyes haunted her. Those fantasies of masturbatory incest turned her stomach almost as much as being called a clone.
"I'm not you."
The long silence was broken by a knucklehead scraping its hide against the shack's wall.
jongibbs
Jan. 15th, 2013 10:23 am (UTC)
What's this excerpt from, Adrian?
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JSPailly
Jan. 15th, 2013 04:31 am (UTC)
From the upcoming Tomorrow News Network adventure "Who Invented Time Travel?"

“You tell me,” Alice replied. “I thought you said work in the lab was boring.”
“We’re studying quantum entangled iota particles," William said, "subjecting them to identical stimuli to observe their reactions. According to one hypothesis, tachyons might connect the iota particle pairs.”
“Okay, you were right,” Alice said. “That does sound boring.”
jongibbs
Jan. 15th, 2013 10:23 am (UTC)
Lol, good one, James :)
rymrytr
Jan. 15th, 2013 06:27 am (UTC)
To paraphrase Will Shakespeare, "what's in a line(length)". So, I'm taking advantage and posting 7 sentences as opposed to a literal, 7 lines. :o) I haven't worked on this in some time, but you inspire me, through my reading it again.


Trickster, his face showing the usual grin of a Practical Joker and--having made sure that everyone was watching--casually tossed the fur and raw-hide bundle to the oldest of his three wives.

"Mother-Of-Ghost-Children"--she who suffered the shame of having no child who lived more than a few days--nearly failed to catch it.

She cautiously began to open the moving bundle, and then broke the stillness with a sharp gasp! A baby - a girl just weeks old. An infant in distress; screaming for freedom, milk, air, and the gentleness of a mother's love.

Hurriedly the others turned away, grasping at their own children; hands clutching medicine bags and making signs; voices whispering chants against evil spirits. All because this baby was indeed crying as she kicked her little feet and legs; waved her tiny fists and arms; her perfect little face, red and wet with tears... yet she made no sound!



jongibbs
Jan. 15th, 2013 10:25 am (UTC)
Intriguing stuff :) What's it from, Warren?
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rymrytr
Jan. 15th, 2013 06:39 am (UTC)


Run!

How about you?

I've lived a long time Jon. ya don't have to draw me a map. You tell me "run", I'm running! :o)

jongibbs
Jan. 15th, 2013 10:25 am (UTC)
Lol :)
eneit
Jan. 16th, 2013 05:42 am (UTC)
I like that. Did he run?

I was tagged on facebook as well:
(from p 7 of my drafted novel, The Alewife's Morningstar.)

Tina mopped up the coffee impatiently, and wished she could lay hands on her sister. “Does she think I can just put it under my jumper and hop on a plane?” Then her eyes narrowed as another thought came to her, “And no way in any of the afterlives, am I going to take out a teenager with my Morningstar just for spouting bad emo poetry.”

Ariadne grinned. “I love watching you fire up, you rise to the bait so beautifully. I forget when I haven’t seen you for a couple of decades.”

Tina looked down at her. “You do remember I said I still have the Morningstar, right?”
jongibbs
Jan. 16th, 2013 09:20 am (UTC)
'...And no way in any of the afterlives, am I going to take out a teenager with my Morningstar just for spouting bad emo poetry.”'

Lol, thanks for sharing, Sharyn :)
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ladysaotome
Jan. 17th, 2013 03:16 am (UTC)
Ember knew she should be frightened but felt nothing but awe for the sight below her. Never had she heard even a hint that dragons were part of the heritage left behind by her people. She wanted to watch them sleep; drink in the sight of their muscular bodies and slumbering demeanor. But a pang in her shoulder quickly reminded her that her wings had been pushed far enough for one day.

She increased her height and turned her attention farther down the coast...
jongibbs
Jan. 17th, 2013 11:24 am (UTC)
Nice one, Kat. Thanks for sharing :)
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jongibbs
Jan. 17th, 2013 08:26 pm (UTC)
Lol :)
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