WIP meme
... because it is ALL OVER my flist, and why not?
Post the first sentence (or three) from every WIP you're currently working on, even if it's very short. Then invite people to ask questions about your WIPs. With any luck, the motivation to take that WIP one step closer to completion will appear as if by magic!
From Contralateral chapter eight: (oh my GOD i wrote this a year ago and haven't written anything since WHAT)
There is no screaming, no fire, no buzz of static electricity in your ears.
No Ruby.
"Ruby," you croak out, wondering if she's turned into one of those black creatures, wondering if they're crawling in the pools of shadow that the light throws where the walls meet the ceiling and the floor; wondering why, after all this while, she has finally left you alone.
Wondering if this is a lesson in itself.
Wondering what kind of life you must have led if this is supposed to be your destiny.
From as-of-yet untitled fic for quickreaver's prompt in the ohsam challenge: (this i have to finish by today)
The world ends every time Sam falls asleep.
From second part of Masala Movie:
"I don't care!" Mrs Sharma screams. "You have to--any amount of money, anything, even my life--you just have to get Sam back!" She sinks into the couch, sobbing, pulling her pallu tighter around her. "Oh, Sam, my baby..."
From chapter three of Karna: (i wrote this one sentence more than a year ago. i don't even remember who's supposed to be saying it. possibly dean.)
"Y'know, those biscuits weren't half-bad."
Post the first sentence (or three) from every WIP you're currently working on, even if it's very short. Then invite people to ask questions about your WIPs. With any luck, the motivation to take that WIP one step closer to completion will appear as if by magic!
From Contralateral chapter eight: (oh my GOD i wrote this a year ago and haven't written anything since WHAT)
There is no screaming, no fire, no buzz of static electricity in your ears.
No Ruby.
"Ruby," you croak out, wondering if she's turned into one of those black creatures, wondering if they're crawling in the pools of shadow that the light throws where the walls meet the ceiling and the floor; wondering why, after all this while, she has finally left you alone.
Wondering if this is a lesson in itself.
Wondering what kind of life you must have led if this is supposed to be your destiny.
From as-of-yet untitled fic for quickreaver's prompt in the ohsam challenge: (this i have to finish by today)
The world ends every time Sam falls asleep.
From second part of Masala Movie:
"I don't care!" Mrs Sharma screams. "You have to--any amount of money, anything, even my life--you just have to get Sam back!" She sinks into the couch, sobbing, pulling her pallu tighter around her. "Oh, Sam, my baby..."
From chapter three of Karna: (i wrote this one sentence more than a year ago. i don't even remember who's supposed to be saying it. possibly dean.)
"Y'know, those biscuits weren't half-bad."