Showing posts with label Lucky 7. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucky 7. Show all posts

2/23/2013

Lucky SEven: Taking on the Backlist: Keeping House



Here are the rules for the Lucky Seven Meme:
*Go to page 77 or 7 of a backlist WIP
*Go to line 7
*Copy down the next 7 lines (sentences or paragraphs) and post them exactly as they're written. No cheating.
*Tag 7 authors
*Let them know

I'm using my backlist- and this is Keeping House, the first of the Truth or Dare books. 

Seven sentences from page 77. 

 “But…” the third brother tried to speak, but Donovan had listened to enough bullshit.
 “But nothing. You all need to figure out that Mischa is an adult capable of making his own choices and seeking his own path in life. He has strength of character and intelligence. Quit trying to force him into a mold you’ve made for him, and stop trying to manipulate him into doing what you want him to when he has the balls to tell you to go to hell.” Breathing heavily, he came to a stop as he realized he’d been shouting at the thunderstruck brothers.
 The eldest snarled at him.



I'll tag seven other authors when I post the link... 

1/11/2013

Perusing the back-list: Lucky 7 - Loving Jacob




Here are the rules:

1. Go to page 77 (or 7) of your  ms
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines - sentences or paragraphs - and post them as they're written. 


The original rules state that you should tag 7 other authors...I'm passing that up this time around, because I just wanted to take a few minutes to share a bit of an excerpt with my readers, and this seemed like a fun way to choose the excerpt. 






Okay Page 77  of Loving Jacob- 



 You have no right to be proud of his accomplishments. He is here today in spite of you, not because of you. He scowled fiercely, taking in the sight as best he could from the distance through the alcoholic fumes of his own breath.
"And so, I stand before you here today, no longer a child, or a young adult, but a man, ready to step forth and claim my destiny. And I want to thank the people who made this moment possible, my parents, especially."
           Malcolm swore those brown eyes, mirror images of his own, locked fiercely onto his despite the 

distance between the stage on which his son stood and the seats he and his wife occupied in the middle of 

the bleachers of the football stadium. He couldn't look away. 


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To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting. ~e.e. cummings, 1955
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