WIP Meme
1. Go to page 77 (or 7, or just hit pagedown 7 times) 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.
1)American Gods fusedThor Fic
Tony raised his eyebrows and glaced over to the refreshments table, surrounded by a discrete pair of service agents. “I’m impressed. I didn’t taste a thing. Vodka?”
She glanced over at the dance floor, enjoying the hints of confusion on people’s faces. “Oh no. Sodium amytal. Why use alcohol when SHIELD keeps truth serum in such easy foraged cabinets?”
Tony briefly looked shocked before it gave way to impressed. “Where has Coulson been hiding you? Come on, let’s get out of this place and have some fun.”
2)1001 Bandom Nights
The djinn used the second wish to build himself a human form so that he might better enjoy observing his creations, who were bound to live lives of suffering. He had expected that their gifts would lead to misery for themselves and their parents, but it turned out he was wrong. The djinn had not known that life itself is a curse gift that gives delight and despair in equal measure, as much as the universe can spare. Though he had meant to entertain himself, twisting such a purehearted wish harmed only himself. The djinn was forced to experience all the curse gifts of mortality and he was cast out from his tribe.”
When Nick leaned back at the end of the story, Bob was startled to notice that the moon had risen. He hadn’t noticed the time at all. “What happened to the kids?”
James shook his head, “That’s not how it works. He told us a story. Now we have to tell a story of our own. We can ask after the third cup of tea.”
3)Clint/Darcy for the knotting!challenge on /report
“I’m gonna stop you right there,” Darcy said, holding up a hand. “We totally covered this is sex ed. Tab A goes in Slot B and always use a condom.”
Uncle Eddie crossed his arms and looked down at her, mouth curling to the side. “They covered Alpha, Beta, and Omega Blutbad sexual genders in a human sex ed class?”
Darcy’s brain blanked out but she smiled wide and tried to fake her way through it. “Yeah, the Pitcher and Catcher and the, um, Point Guard, right?” She nodded knowingly until Uncle Eddie started snickering.
4)Sequel to "Luthor Family Values"
Lex wondered if any of those children had parents or if they were the legacies of the League. If their own parents had been the ones to drag them into lives of blood and violence. He knew consciously that as long as there were people like the Joker, people unscrupulous to use Kryptonians as brainwashed attack dogs, he couldn’t stop dismantling the superhero-supervillain system. As long as there were people like Ra’s al Ghul and Klarion, Lex couldn’t stop until he pulled the entire world apart and reassembled it with child safety locks for Conner.
He wondered when he had gone from being his father to being a parent. “Kids?”
The children looked over to them from where they were waiting. “If any of you would like to spend the holidays, you are welcome to join us at the Luthor Manor in Smallville, Kansas. "
5) tentatively titled "Arthur grew up on a steady diet of somnacin with two fresh graves"
Mallorie smirked, sipping from her usual cafe au lait before launching into a tale of her own sexual prowess. It was wonderful to Arthur, the way that Mal hadn’t changed since the first time they met in school. Arthur didn’t remember a time without her at their private nursery. Neither of them knew a lick of Spanish when they met though thankfully Mallorie knew a little English from her father and Arthur knew a bit of french from his mother. They spent most of their childhood clinging to each other and speaking a nonsensical mix of languages. By the time they started at the Collegio Britanico Nacional, they were always referred to as a pair by their classmates and families, Mal-y-Arturo, Mal-and-Artie, and Mallorie-et-Arthur. When he looked at her, Arthur saw the same scowling teenager who had clawed at Jeremy Simmons face for calling Arthur una marika, and the same four year old girl who talked Arthur into cutting off all her hair and sticking it in a teddy bear for safe keeping.
6) I Dream of Jeanie fanfiction.
“Pickled beets. You love pickled beets.” TJ’s voice cracked. “You said you feel in love with them in Baghdad.” His hand gripped the edge of the kitchen table. “Don’t you remember?”
Tony pinched the bridge of his nose. “That’s a nice joke, sport. You know I’ve never gone to Baghdad. I’ve never even left the state.” He watched TJ shrink in on himself a little, and regretted it. “I’ve been having too much fun hanging out with you. Who wants to see some dumb city when we’re having all this fun?
7)Teen Wolf hand fic soul bond angst?
Only reality didn’t turn out like that. When Scott was bitten by the Alpha, Allison’s name disappeared. When Allison showed up at school, she had a burn scar on the back of her hand where her bonded’s name should be. Scott knew beyond a doubt that someone that brave, and strong, and beautiful and perfect had to be his other half. He wasn’t sure if she did though
“My aunt dropped some oil on my hand when I was a kid. I thought it was an accident at the time,” Allison looked down at her hand. She started to say something else and then bit her lip.
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines - sentences or paragraphs - and post them as they’re written.
1)American Gods fusedThor Fic
Tony raised his eyebrows and glaced over to the refreshments table, surrounded by a discrete pair of service agents. “I’m impressed. I didn’t taste a thing. Vodka?”
She glanced over at the dance floor, enjoying the hints of confusion on people’s faces. “Oh no. Sodium amytal. Why use alcohol when SHIELD keeps truth serum in such easy foraged cabinets?”
Tony briefly looked shocked before it gave way to impressed. “Where has Coulson been hiding you? Come on, let’s get out of this place and have some fun.”
2)1001 Bandom Nights
The djinn used the second wish to build himself a human form so that he might better enjoy observing his creations, who were bound to live lives of suffering. He had expected that their gifts would lead to misery for themselves and their parents, but it turned out he was wrong. The djinn had not known that life itself is a curse gift that gives delight and despair in equal measure, as much as the universe can spare. Though he had meant to entertain himself, twisting such a purehearted wish harmed only himself. The djinn was forced to experience all the curse gifts of mortality and he was cast out from his tribe.”
When Nick leaned back at the end of the story, Bob was startled to notice that the moon had risen. He hadn’t noticed the time at all. “What happened to the kids?”
James shook his head, “That’s not how it works. He told us a story. Now we have to tell a story of our own. We can ask after the third cup of tea.”
3)Clint/Darcy for the knotting!challenge on /report
“I’m gonna stop you right there,” Darcy said, holding up a hand. “We totally covered this is sex ed. Tab A goes in Slot B and always use a condom.”
Uncle Eddie crossed his arms and looked down at her, mouth curling to the side. “They covered Alpha, Beta, and Omega Blutbad sexual genders in a human sex ed class?”
Darcy’s brain blanked out but she smiled wide and tried to fake her way through it. “Yeah, the Pitcher and Catcher and the, um, Point Guard, right?” She nodded knowingly until Uncle Eddie started snickering.
4)Sequel to "Luthor Family Values"
Lex wondered if any of those children had parents or if they were the legacies of the League. If their own parents had been the ones to drag them into lives of blood and violence. He knew consciously that as long as there were people like the Joker, people unscrupulous to use Kryptonians as brainwashed attack dogs, he couldn’t stop dismantling the superhero-supervillain system. As long as there were people like Ra’s al Ghul and Klarion, Lex couldn’t stop until he pulled the entire world apart and reassembled it with child safety locks for Conner.
He wondered when he had gone from being his father to being a parent. “Kids?”
The children looked over to them from where they were waiting. “If any of you would like to spend the holidays, you are welcome to join us at the Luthor Manor in Smallville, Kansas. "
5) tentatively titled "Arthur grew up on a steady diet of somnacin with two fresh graves"
Mallorie smirked, sipping from her usual cafe au lait before launching into a tale of her own sexual prowess. It was wonderful to Arthur, the way that Mal hadn’t changed since the first time they met in school. Arthur didn’t remember a time without her at their private nursery. Neither of them knew a lick of Spanish when they met though thankfully Mallorie knew a little English from her father and Arthur knew a bit of french from his mother. They spent most of their childhood clinging to each other and speaking a nonsensical mix of languages. By the time they started at the Collegio Britanico Nacional, they were always referred to as a pair by their classmates and families, Mal-y-Arturo, Mal-and-Artie, and Mallorie-et-Arthur. When he looked at her, Arthur saw the same scowling teenager who had clawed at Jeremy Simmons face for calling Arthur una marika, and the same four year old girl who talked Arthur into cutting off all her hair and sticking it in a teddy bear for safe keeping.
6) I Dream of Jeanie fanfiction.
“Pickled beets. You love pickled beets.” TJ’s voice cracked. “You said you feel in love with them in Baghdad.” His hand gripped the edge of the kitchen table. “Don’t you remember?”
Tony pinched the bridge of his nose. “That’s a nice joke, sport. You know I’ve never gone to Baghdad. I’ve never even left the state.” He watched TJ shrink in on himself a little, and regretted it. “I’ve been having too much fun hanging out with you. Who wants to see some dumb city when we’re having all this fun?
7)Teen Wolf hand fic soul bond angst?
Only reality didn’t turn out like that. When Scott was bitten by the Alpha, Allison’s name disappeared. When Allison showed up at school, she had a burn scar on the back of her hand where her bonded’s name should be. Scott knew beyond a doubt that someone that brave, and strong, and beautiful and perfect had to be his other half. He wasn’t sure if she did though
“My aunt dropped some oil on my hand when I was a kid. I thought it was an accident at the time,” Allison looked down at her hand. She started to say something else and then bit her lip.