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not_hathorOkay, I've seen this a couple of places this morning, so why not?
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or what have you, post one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
#1. The pain was gone; not just the sharp splintery stabbing knives of shattered bone and the clawing tearing ripping of -- no, don't remember that, oh God, not now, not this! -- or even the mule-kick blow to the head more anticipated than actually felt it happened that sudden but no less hurtful or deadly for all that.... all of it was gone, even the bone-deep aches from old breaks and bruises that bothered him more and more often of late, especially in the rare rainy spell at home or the almost as rare winter trips to the North and his own personal paradise and purgatory rolled into one.
#2. Three things happened then in such rapid succession that they almost seemed simultanous: Mokuba started to turn, mouth opening to reply to Bakura's call; Kaiba reached out a long arm and yanked the smaller boy back into a position between himself and the steel body of the limo, and Bakura stuttered to a halt twenty or so paces from the curb.
#3. "Don't tell me ya didn't see it, Honda, 'cause I know ya did…" -- shimmatta, why does everyone think I know anything? -- "He was reachin' for the Ring he was so scared, even tho' it's been sittin' in his kitchen freezer for the past two months."
I guess that's it for the moment.... all my other WIPs are on my computer at work. Commemts? questions? rotten tomatoes?
If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or what have you, post one sentence (or more) from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favorite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else -- this is merely to whet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
#1. The pain was gone; not just the sharp splintery stabbing knives of shattered bone and the clawing tearing ripping of -- no, don't remember that, oh God, not now, not this! -- or even the mule-kick blow to the head more anticipated than actually felt it happened that sudden but no less hurtful or deadly for all that.... all of it was gone, even the bone-deep aches from old breaks and bruises that bothered him more and more often of late, especially in the rare rainy spell at home or the almost as rare winter trips to the North and his own personal paradise and purgatory rolled into one.
#2. Three things happened then in such rapid succession that they almost seemed simultanous: Mokuba started to turn, mouth opening to reply to Bakura's call; Kaiba reached out a long arm and yanked the smaller boy back into a position between himself and the steel body of the limo, and Bakura stuttered to a halt twenty or so paces from the curb.
#3. "Don't tell me ya didn't see it, Honda, 'cause I know ya did…" -- shimmatta, why does everyone think I know anything? -- "He was reachin' for the Ring he was so scared, even tho' it's been sittin' in his kitchen freezer for the past two months."
I guess that's it for the moment.... all my other WIPs are on my computer at work. Commemts? questions? rotten tomatoes?
