Writing meme everyone is doing.
From lotus0kid and visiblemarket:
1. Go to page 77 (or 7) of your current manuscript.
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines - sentences or paragraphs - and post them as they’re written.
4. Encourage other people to do it!
First work: Ongoing fic for avengerkink where Darcy is turned into a five-year-old (taken from the 7th section, since it's written in comment form).
She should have brought her crayons with her. Then she notices a poofy-haired old man sitting at a table, playing chess with himself.
"Um, hi," she says. She holds her breath again.
He glares down at her. "You're lost, aren't you?"
"No, I'm Darcy."
Second work: original fiction about the Trojan War, told from Cassandra's point of view.
“I do not make things come to pass. Take that up with the Fates.” I didn’t need the fog to figure out how she would take it, but she looks like a slattern with her dress ripped and cosmetics smeared about her face.
“Do not mock her!” Ty’s nurse snaps. She pulls Andromache away from the headboard without even glancing at her charge. “You would enjoy it if she murdered herself in her grief.”
1. Go to page 77 (or 7) of your current manuscript.
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines - sentences or paragraphs - and post them as they’re written.
4. Encourage other people to do it!
First work: Ongoing fic for avengerkink where Darcy is turned into a five-year-old (taken from the 7th section, since it's written in comment form).
She should have brought her crayons with her. Then she notices a poofy-haired old man sitting at a table, playing chess with himself.
"Um, hi," she says. She holds her breath again.
He glares down at her. "You're lost, aren't you?"
"No, I'm Darcy."
Second work: original fiction about the Trojan War, told from Cassandra's point of view.
“I do not make things come to pass. Take that up with the Fates.” I didn’t need the fog to figure out how she would take it, but she looks like a slattern with her dress ripped and cosmetics smeared about her face.
“Do not mock her!” Ty’s nurse snaps. She pulls Andromache away from the headboard without even glancing at her charge. “You would enjoy it if she murdered herself in her grief.”