April 7, 2012

Lucky 7 Meme

Okay, I’m playing because my dear friend Rachael Johns asked me too…

The Lucky 7 Meme Rules

■Go to page 77 of your current MS/WIP
■Go to line 7
■Copy down the next 7 lines–sentences or paragraphs–and post them as they’re written. No cheating.
■Tag 7 authors
■Let them know

This is from Page 77 of Mr. Personality, the MS I’m currently revising. I did seven paragraphs so you could get a sense for what’s going on. 😉 

Well, she supposed their arrangement fell under spontaneous, but then, even when he’d had that headline sprung on him he hadn’t acted with any sense of wild abandon. It had been with frightening calm, and complete confidence in the fact that he’d made the right decision.

Whereas, she, after blurting out the idiot untruth to Rebecca, had eaten a pint of ice cream and spent the night beating her head against the arm of her couch.

Decisive wasn’t really her thing. She needed to start getting there, though. She had a baby. A baby that would grow, and who would need a mother who could stand strong in decisions and discipline and…stuff.

The idea of it made her a little anxious. But for now, it was all about loving her. And that she had down just fine.

At least her room was nice. And yeah, all her clothes and her toiletries were in Dante’s room, but she’d managed to get her dress for dinner and her makeup essentials over to her room without running into him. Which suited her fine. She’d been feeling a little rumpled and frumpy after what had been a very long day. But a shower and a sparkly mini-dress had done a lot to fix the way she felt about herself.

She leaned into the mirror and swiped her lipstick over her bottom lip, painting it with a streak of fuchsia, then spreading it evenly. She smiled. She felt better when she was bright. Like showing the world her mood, so that she had to bring herself up to match it.

She let out a long breath and opened her bedroom door, padding quietly down the hall to Ana’s room first, to make sure she was sleeping soundly, then continued to the stairs. She took the stairs two at a time, anxious now to hear what Dante would say.

Now I get to tag my victims. Er…friends. o_O

Jackie Ashen den

Julia Broadbooks

Lynn Raye Harris

Kate Hewitt

Megan Crane/Caitlin Crews

Ruthie Knox 

Cara McKenna/Meg Maguire

(I feel the need to say none of you have to do this etc. 🙂 )


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  1. Fab extract Maisey!! Can’t wait to read more. Thanks for playing 🙂

  2. I just saw this, Maisey, and checked my latest manuscript–would you believe the seventh to fourteenth lines of page 77 are the absolute crux of the book! Weird, huh? Here it is:

    ‘You give me one week,’ he repeated. He leaned forward, the urgency and excitement he felt coming out on his voice, his body. He felt it thrum between them with the pulse of an electric current. ‘One week. Seven days. But you give me everything, Millie. You give me all of yourself, no holding back, no hiding. All in. And in return I give you mind-blowing.’

    Fun game! Thanks for tagging me 🙂

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