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mare:
Stolen from Facebook lol

Go to your current manuscript/fanfic and turn to either page 7 or page 77. Count down seven lines, and then copy the next seven lines here.

Have fun!

RokofAges75:
I'm working on Song for the Undead right now, so here are 7 lines from page 77 of that:


“Those boils on his skin… they pop!”   Kevin could see the sheen of yellow pus on his glove.

“Good thing we’re wearing gloves, eh?” he replied.  “Looks like it’s stopping.”

The spasms had died down; the man’s body seemed to relax.  Sam let go of him at once and backed away.  Kevin released him more tentatively, but it seemed the fit had passed.  The man’s jaw slackened.  He was breathing raggedly.  Then, all of a sudden, his head lurched back, his throat bubbled up, and he was vomiting, a small eruption of thin, orange-ish fluid that dribbled up his nose and down his chin.


Mmm, tasty!  LOL Of course it was a vomiting scene; sometimes I feel like all I write are vomiting scenes.

Carter-Orange:
LOL Julie, I do love a bit of gore!

As it happens, I'm re-reading Maybe Tomorrow with a hope to updating!  It's only 70 pages long so far, so here's something from page 7.

“And I thought English girls were all plain looking!  There sure are some beauties here” said Alex scanning the crowd and winking at a few pretty girls as they drove through the streets.

They eventually arrived at their destination, the base that was going to be home for however long they were needed in this war.  Stepping out of the truck, Nick and Alex stretched their legs and followed everyone else, it had been a long and bumpy ride and they were in need of something to eat and drink. 

mare:
Okay Julie, that was gross! lol and aww Nick and Alex! :)

Here's an OF I've been working on. It's not even titled yet and this is the 7th page.

My sister asked me once, was there ever a time in my life I’ve been completely happy. The answer is simple really; I don’t know what happiness is. That word is foreign and strange to me. It’s a word I’ve always wanted to use openly and freely. It’s a word I have pretended to be more than once but it’s also a word that makes me jealous because it’s always just out of my reach. I see it dripping off of other people and all I want to do is lap it up like a dog.
I never used to be jealous of other people’s happiness, but as I have gotten older, I find it more unsettling that it’s something I might never have or be.

How is that fair, exactly?

Such a happy uplifting person I am lol

Rose:
Page 7 of Here We Stand since it's not at 77 pages yet.

I let myself think about it. I mean really think about it. Did I really want to have it just be the four of us taking the world on? The way it had been in the last four or so years?

I shook my head and smiled. “Dude, of course I’m alright with it. Since when are you the one all unsure and shit? I thought that was my role in this crazy ass band.”

“Things have changed man; I don’t think any of us have roles anymore.”

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and the two of us headed inside where we knew AJ, Brian, and Howie would be waiting for us. I knew how I felt about it now. I was glad to have Kevin back. 

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