I'm having a great birthday so far (even though I haven't slept yet) and I'm going to make a proper post about that later. But for now:
I was tagged by sleepypercy
for a writing meme: Ze Challange Grande
is to pull seven lines from the seventh page of your WIP. Then you're supposed to tag seven other writers.
I have a few that I'm working on, but this is the one I messed with most recently:
"You don't get it," she says, shoving up off the bed and yanking Sam's t-shirt on over her head, inside-out. She paces the small space between their beds, two steps away, two steps back, eyes flicking to him and away, her fingers coming up to her mouth like she wished she had a cigarette, but she'd stopped smoking those a year ago when John took her to task for getting out of breath on their morning runs.
Stomach a yawning pit of dread, Sam watches Deanna dip her fingertips into her mouth to bite on her fingernails, a rare sign of vulnerability. She yanks her fingers away, eyes suddenly firm and focused. "I didn't get it. Not at first," she says, and she makes one more four-step lap before sitting on the bed across from him him.
"I hate talking about this stuff," she grumbles, then sighs and looks up at the dark ceiling.
I hate tagging, and I know a lot of people have been tagged already, so I'm just gonna pick some people. Apologies if you're on here and don't want to be, or if you don't want to be and you are, lol. I'm taggin eight to be a jerk hahariyku
(you and your black heart), laughablelament
(my newest lj friend!), indiachick
(you beautiful wordsmith you), thursdaysisters
(my favorite partner in crime), katstark
(happy belated birthday!), deansdirtybb
(i m iss you!), dugindeep
(hope you feel better soon!) aaaand adelheide
(you beautiful brilliant and lovely lady). Go!