Monday, April 9, 2012

Lucky 7, take 2

Just for Julie Butcher, because I LOVES her (even if she is the THIRD person to tag me in the Lucky 7 game) I will do a second posting. This one is from page 7 (rather than 77) of Mage Fright.

“A grip of what?” The effort of injecting such sarcastic sweetness tugged me further into the present.
Van stayed silent, spritzing the last flaming bits of paper and wood. He never did reply when I used sarcasm. It was beneath him
Heaven help my witchy heart, the synapses in my brain weren’t functioning properly. Otherwise, I would surely have spouted something dreadfully witty, lines worthy of a Noel Coward play at the very least. Some people call the numbness dissociation. Whatever you call it, I could vacillate from panic, to numb, and back to panic again until the world recovered from global warming. 
It sounds like more fun than it is.
Van then aimed the extinguisher at the photographic remnants of our shared past, which still supported a few rebellious flames. The foam sprayed out in a loud rush. He kept his attention on the fire, but I heard him all the same. “Tia. Get drenched.”
Even shaking my head, the cobwebs wouldn’t clear. 

Sunday, April 8, 2012

The Lucky 7

Yes, I've been tagged in the evil Lucky 7 meme. I was tagged by the lovely Kerry Schafer who has obviously decided to torture me for Easter. (FYI, in future, I'm a Cadbury Creme Egg whore. Ahem).

The rules for the Lucky Sevens Game are these:
*Open the document for your current MS/WIP
*Go to page 77
*Go to line 7
*Copy the next 7 lines (sentences or paragraphs) and post them exactly as they are written. No changing or cheating!
*Tag 7 authors and let them know.
So, aren't I lucky? I opened my ms, which is supposed to be pretty polished. Um, except wouldn't you know? Page 77 is a new scene I added.  Ah, well. Here's to giving fear of a failure a kick in the teeth.
He shrugged, distinctly uncomfortable, like he wanted to shake off the question. “We talk. Sometimes. You know.”
“No. I don’t know. Dory and I barely talk and I’m her sister.”
“We have a lot in common.”
Now there was a shocker. “You do?”
He folded his arms and looked over Dory’s head at me. “Yes. Now let it go, will you? It’s not important. Do you understand now? Your family is in danger, too. Whoever wanted Bridget’s power to begin with, still wants it. Somebody wants my family’s power. They’ve got Sorcha. Now they want the rest. The rest is me. And you.”
“And your Aunt Sabita.” I couldn’t help reminding him.
“Different power source. Besides, Sabita’s in India, and she can watch out for herself.”

So, there it is. Page 77. The Lucky 7 meme.

And now, Wendy Sparrow, Jill Estabrooks, Layna Pimentel, Ann Marie Gamble, Lady Hawkins, Keri Stevens, and Christine're up!

Yes, I know your all busy, so don't worry. It's not a chain letter. You won't die or have any important bits shrivel off if you don't participate. I'll just wallow in misery on the couch and eat chocolate. And I'd do that anyway!