So, I was going through some old posts and things like that and ventured onto the awesome Lauralynn Elliott‘s blog to discover that she tagged me for the 7 Lines from the 7th Page Meme ages ago (interestingly enough on my birthday). I’ve been meaning to do this meme for a while now, anyway, so I’m taking it as a sign that I should do it today.
And one cool thing about it is that I usually have several manuscripts at once. So I get to bore you with multiple lines. Mwa ha ha. The rules?
1. Go to page 7 or 77 in your current manuscript
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next seven lines as they are – no cheating
4. Tag 7 other authors
From Bowlful of Bunnies:
(page 7):would be anything my father would like to be hearing.”
Ian’s hearty laugh echoed against the low mountains and the thickening fog. “There’s a fair point,” he allowed, “but I’m afraid I can’t go in yet, Birgitte. I’ve yet to see my selkie.”
“Your selkie?” Birgitte asked, her eyebrows lifting with skepticism and indignation, though her voice remained warm and bright as the sun that was sinking quickly over on the other side of the mountains. “I was not aware that selkies could be claimed as someone’s own. Quite the opposite, as a matter of fact. I can’t imagine a seal who turns itself into a beautiful woman is
(page 77): should get you safe.”
George considered doing as he always did, not even bothering to grace her with a response, but he thought of the castle, the tall dark shape looming over the rushing waters, the bridge of black stones almost complete, and the flash of a waving white handkerchief in the darkened windows, and he shook his head. “I can’t,” he said. “I’m so close, Catherine. I can’t give up. Go with Roderick! I must do this.”
“George.” Even with the howling wind, the heartbreak in her words could be heard, her
From Serpent in a Cage:
(pagge 7) pushed them away. She knew it broke one of the first
rules of escaping, but she had to look back, glancing over
her shoulder. She managed to get so far that she couldn’t
see the tavern but for the thick spire of smoke. She
could still hear the fires raging, as well as the armor of
the soldiers charging after them. She turned her focus
back ahead of her, moving as swiftly as the jungle would
(page 7) impossible, impractically pristine glint among all the destruction surrounding it. It was nearly as large as she was, but she tightened her grip on the hilt and turned to finally face what was coming after her.
“Then I will act the hero,” she growled, staring ahead and seeing blurs of the world beyond the length of the long sword; she adjusted her grip, tightening her fingers on the large, warm hilt. Her muscles strained to keep the blade aloft. “And it will be so!”
It took an effort and strain, but she raised the blade high up over her shoulder, the
From To Cross a River of Blood:
(page 7) flip the body over and stared at the confirmation of her
suspicion. She did not gasp, but she heard someone nearby
let out the shocked sound of surprise.
Rrynn was staring down at the face of Teryn Alta
Michen, the Lord Preserver of the Woods. His eyes stared
out blankly before him, into the night sky, filled with the
fluttering of bats.
….I might just love these sorts of memes far too much. I was tempted to pull out a few more manuscripts, but those are the only ones I’m really working on right now, so there you have it. I was tempted even to wait a few days do do this, since I’m on page 75 of Serpent in a Cage right now and would have had a page 77 entry for it in a few days. But then I’d be out of a topic for today’s post. So there you go.
The rules say to tag people, but I’m going to leave it open to anyone who might want to share this on their own blogs. It’s a lot of fun, and I bet it gives a pretty interesting perspective on my style to have pieces plucked from various different manuscripts, too.
And silly me, I almost forgot to thank the Red Angel for following my blog! Welcome aboard! Good to have you here!
Your stories are so interesting and you do have a distinctive style! Keep going 🙂
Thanks, Ottabelle! I definitely plan to. 😉
Better late than never, right? LOL Great lines!
no manuscript… no pages… no sevens or meme’s for me… I love you 7 times 77 on all 7 days of the week ~~does that count.?