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Writing meme
Jun. 8th, 2012 10:44 pmBecause all my cool friends are doing it:
1. Go to page 77 (or 7th) of your current ms
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written. No cheating.
I thought about pulling from Dragons, but I guess that would be cheating. Chiaroscuro is my 'current' manuscript, even if it is on hiatus.
"What if I were to say that I loved you?" Giuliana asked, changing tactics. Pippa's stomach rolled, and it had nothing to do with the movement of the ship. She clenched her teeth hard enough to make her whole body tremble.
She wouldn't cry. She would not cry.
"You've known me your whole life, and I doubt you care for me as much as you do for this new toy of yours." Pippa meant the accusation to be light, but the words fell like lead between them. Giuliana sucked in a breath, drew back as though struck. Pippa stepped closer, hand outstretched. "Giules, I--"
"No." Giuliana cut a hand across Pippa's apology. "I suppose you've the right of it. Given a choice between you and the Hummingswift... well, I agreed to the betrothal, didn't I?"
A tap at the cabin door interrupted them. That aerisian, Visri. Pippa hadn't seen any other crew. She stifled a groan. Chances were he had heard her fight with Giuliana.
"Captain, we have clearance. If we don't lift off now, we'll be--"
"All right, Visri. I'll be out directly." Giuliana scrubbed her face. Sniffled a few times. Sighed hard enough to puff out her cheeks. Then she met Pippa's gaze. "Well, come along. You wanted to see her fly. You can sit in the reserve pilot's jumpseat."
1. Go to page 77 (or 7th) of your current ms
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written. No cheating.
I thought about pulling from Dragons, but I guess that would be cheating. Chiaroscuro is my 'current' manuscript, even if it is on hiatus.
"What if I were to say that I loved you?" Giuliana asked, changing tactics. Pippa's stomach rolled, and it had nothing to do with the movement of the ship. She clenched her teeth hard enough to make her whole body tremble.
She wouldn't cry. She would not cry.
"You've known me your whole life, and I doubt you care for me as much as you do for this new toy of yours." Pippa meant the accusation to be light, but the words fell like lead between them. Giuliana sucked in a breath, drew back as though struck. Pippa stepped closer, hand outstretched. "Giules, I--"
"No." Giuliana cut a hand across Pippa's apology. "I suppose you've the right of it. Given a choice between you and the Hummingswift... well, I agreed to the betrothal, didn't I?"
A tap at the cabin door interrupted them. That aerisian, Visri. Pippa hadn't seen any other crew. She stifled a groan. Chances were he had heard her fight with Giuliana.
"Captain, we have clearance. If we don't lift off now, we'll be--"
"All right, Visri. I'll be out directly." Giuliana scrubbed her face. Sniffled a few times. Sighed hard enough to puff out her cheeks. Then she met Pippa's gaze. "Well, come along. You wanted to see her fly. You can sit in the reserve pilot's jumpseat."
