Meme: Post a sentence from your WIPs
Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence.
01: "What kind of a situation?" Jim asked, frowning at the nervous tone of the technician's voice over the intercom.
02: Each century is a little harder to live through than the one before it, and he hasn't felt like this around anyone in nearly 250 years.
03: "My eyes are up here," she said flatly, and Ben tore his gaze up sharply to her face, a slight flush coloring his cheeks.
04: He didn't stop to check up on any of the crew, he didn't swing by Engineering to remind Scotty about the upcoming poker game, or pause to pick up some of the non-replicated fruit they had obtained on their most recent mission that tasted something like pineapple, but with a texture closer to an apple.
05: Just as he managed to press the house key into the lock, the door flung open, revealing his brother, palm still on the doorknob.
06: "Are you trying to get us killed?" he asked testily, settling a bit on Merlin's shoulder.
07: As her eyes swept over the people laughing and dancing and generally having the good time that she wasn't by nature, she noticed a pretty girl standing in the middle of the crowd, a concerned look on her face.
08: "What in the name of all that is good and holy are you doing, calling me at-" there was a brief pause, and Shawn imagined him blearily staring at the clock on his bedside table, trying to figure out the time so that he could properly berate the insomniac psychic- "two in the morning?"
09: Normally this would be a case for Jim to start playfully whining how unfair it was that Bones could get away with what Nyota liked to call, quote, "an archaic display of ownership," while he got the speech on gender equality.
10: Just when Jim thought he knew Bones, really knew him, he did something unexpected and threw him for a loop.
Also, I'm taking a little time off from writing (hopefully no more than a week :\) to get my head screwed on right. I'm in no condition to be trying to write at the moment. RL can be such a bitch.
ETA 07/27/09 - Between yesterday and today I've written another 2,000 words (some trouble'verse, mostly wall'verse) and I feel so much better for it. Let's see if I can get back into my groove again. ♥ Also, the title of the next wall'verse fic will either be Bitter Soap or The Rise and Fall, depending on which one of the two stories I'm currently working on wants to finished first.
01: "What kind of a situation?" Jim asked, frowning at the nervous tone of the technician's voice over the intercom.
02: Each century is a little harder to live through than the one before it, and he hasn't felt like this around anyone in nearly 250 years.
03: "My eyes are up here," she said flatly, and Ben tore his gaze up sharply to her face, a slight flush coloring his cheeks.
04: He didn't stop to check up on any of the crew, he didn't swing by Engineering to remind Scotty about the upcoming poker game, or pause to pick up some of the non-replicated fruit they had obtained on their most recent mission that tasted something like pineapple, but with a texture closer to an apple.
05: Just as he managed to press the house key into the lock, the door flung open, revealing his brother, palm still on the doorknob.
06: "Are you trying to get us killed?" he asked testily, settling a bit on Merlin's shoulder.
07: As her eyes swept over the people laughing and dancing and generally having the good time that she wasn't by nature, she noticed a pretty girl standing in the middle of the crowd, a concerned look on her face.
08: "What in the name of all that is good and holy are you doing, calling me at-" there was a brief pause, and Shawn imagined him blearily staring at the clock on his bedside table, trying to figure out the time so that he could properly berate the insomniac psychic- "two in the morning?"
09: Normally this would be a case for Jim to start playfully whining how unfair it was that Bones could get away with what Nyota liked to call, quote, "an archaic display of ownership," while he got the speech on gender equality.
10: Just when Jim thought he knew Bones, really knew him, he did something unexpected and threw him for a loop.
Also, I'm taking a little time off from writing (hopefully no more than a week :\) to get my head screwed on right. I'm in no condition to be trying to write at the moment. RL can be such a bitch.
ETA 07/27/09 - Between yesterday and today I've written another 2,000 words (some trouble'verse, mostly wall'verse) and I feel so much better for it. Let's see if I can get back into my groove again. ♥ Also, the title of the next wall'verse fic will either be Bitter Soap or The Rise and Fall, depending on which one of the two stories I'm currently working on wants to finished first.