Following in ovine footsteps
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itsallovernowI so enjoyed reading the first lines that people are invited to drabble from that I went back and sorted through my own. Actually, I took the first line from everything posted at Leviathan, whether I liked it or not, and then used the next 7 stories I ran across. Sadly, this doesn't encompass everything I've written. I'm... verbose. God, I'm verbose.
I've also discovered that my first lines lack the punch of many of my favorite writers, but I universally like the whole first paragrah. So, that was interesting.
If you wanna drabble off them, feel free. But no pressure. I was far more interested in the listing aspect.
1. Aeryn tightened the collar of her coat around her neck as water droplets slid inside, cursing the endless damp and downpour of this latest mud filled planet as she waited for her contact - Baiselle- to confirm the assassination. - A Circle Just.
2. There is a small lake in the sector where the parents of your sires lived, one of the few wild spaces to be cultivated and maintained over the cycles.- Double Negative
3. The light is strange on Canthas, full of faded pinks and golds. - Canthas
4. The fear is worse than the blow, when it finally comes.- First Time for Everything
5. It's late, but when Aeryn raps softly on the grill of his quarters, he gestures her in. - Famished
6. He can barely taste the fellip nectar, mouth still sticky sweet from that molasses kiss and he touches his lower lip surreptitiously, just to make sure, just to ground himself. - Against the Grain
7. The Glass Slipper Cracked. This is how the fairy tale ends. - Sea Change (Although technically the first line of that story is this: The grass tickles her palms.)
8. He'd felt her skin before, warm against the press of his palms, rich like cream. - Skin and Bone
9. Water streaked down the glass window and beat a tattoo against the house. - Mare Tranquilis
10. There will always be a change in direction. - Bypassing Newton
11. The sand shifted beneath her as his arm encircled her shoulders.- At the End of the Day
12. The uniform may not have fit, but the attitude is snug and comfortable. - My World
13. They were in the middle of a war. - Blue Eyes
14. From a purely practical standpoint, it seemed a shame to waste a full-sized body bag on the small Vorc.- Cave Canem
15. "Eventually, the ink will fade." - Latitude and Longitude
16. The two of them seem impossibly young to her at this moment, their emotions slinging across the tiny storage area, pointed stinging quills of anger and fear and desperation. - Kaleidoscope
17. "He's losing his mind and I'm frelling following," she thought to herself as she watched his gloved hands dance over the parts laid out in front of him. - Undertones
18. Quiet is hard-won on this ship, silence not a state most of these creatures seem to relish. - Prime Meridian
19. Ten solar days. That couldn’t be right, could it?- Snorkeling Towards Ecstasy
20. He has never thought of her as fragile, but as he cups her skull, presses her head to his thigh, he can feel the sharpness of her cheekbone. - Time-Step
21. His head felt thick and muffled, stuffed with what his mother used to call cotton wool, and it was buzzing like a bee to boot. - Blink and You'll Miss It.
22. It’s amazing the things that fit, he thinks, curling his hand around his cock, feeling the weight of it in his palm, the roughness of his calloused fingers against the delicate skin. - Tight Fit
23. If one more mercenary complains about the food, he’s going to find new uses for his qualta blade. - Rules of Engagement (FS Friday drabble)
24. He sets them up one by one, the soldiers that are finished, placing the stylized pieces onto their squares on the big, tiered board he had found in a junk shop on Merit.- Checkmate
25. There are many things about humans that she likes. - Clothes Make the Man
Had lunch with G. He brought me a Peacekeeper Wars postcard, making my day. On the back he wrote: The leather pants are BACK. Hope he hasn't lost his swagger.
It's no wonder that I still adore him. And I don't feel guilty about having the postcard because it's for me! I didn't pick it up, therefore, the guilt is alleviated.
Oh, and hee, icon explanation - they might give Mr. Zimmerman a Nobel. Please Sweden, please! Help keep Bob away from the underwear models:)
I've also discovered that my first lines lack the punch of many of my favorite writers, but I universally like the whole first paragrah. So, that was interesting.
If you wanna drabble off them, feel free. But no pressure. I was far more interested in the listing aspect.
1. Aeryn tightened the collar of her coat around her neck as water droplets slid inside, cursing the endless damp and downpour of this latest mud filled planet as she waited for her contact - Baiselle- to confirm the assassination. - A Circle Just.
2. There is a small lake in the sector where the parents of your sires lived, one of the few wild spaces to be cultivated and maintained over the cycles.- Double Negative
3. The light is strange on Canthas, full of faded pinks and golds. - Canthas
4. The fear is worse than the blow, when it finally comes.- First Time for Everything
5. It's late, but when Aeryn raps softly on the grill of his quarters, he gestures her in. - Famished
6. He can barely taste the fellip nectar, mouth still sticky sweet from that molasses kiss and he touches his lower lip surreptitiously, just to make sure, just to ground himself. - Against the Grain
7. The Glass Slipper Cracked. This is how the fairy tale ends. - Sea Change (Although technically the first line of that story is this: The grass tickles her palms.)
8. He'd felt her skin before, warm against the press of his palms, rich like cream. - Skin and Bone
9. Water streaked down the glass window and beat a tattoo against the house. - Mare Tranquilis
10. There will always be a change in direction. - Bypassing Newton
11. The sand shifted beneath her as his arm encircled her shoulders.- At the End of the Day
12. The uniform may not have fit, but the attitude is snug and comfortable. - My World
13. They were in the middle of a war. - Blue Eyes
14. From a purely practical standpoint, it seemed a shame to waste a full-sized body bag on the small Vorc.- Cave Canem
15. "Eventually, the ink will fade." - Latitude and Longitude
16. The two of them seem impossibly young to her at this moment, their emotions slinging across the tiny storage area, pointed stinging quills of anger and fear and desperation. - Kaleidoscope
17. "He's losing his mind and I'm frelling following," she thought to herself as she watched his gloved hands dance over the parts laid out in front of him. - Undertones
18. Quiet is hard-won on this ship, silence not a state most of these creatures seem to relish. - Prime Meridian
19. Ten solar days. That couldn’t be right, could it?- Snorkeling Towards Ecstasy
20. He has never thought of her as fragile, but as he cups her skull, presses her head to his thigh, he can feel the sharpness of her cheekbone. - Time-Step
21. His head felt thick and muffled, stuffed with what his mother used to call cotton wool, and it was buzzing like a bee to boot. - Blink and You'll Miss It.
22. It’s amazing the things that fit, he thinks, curling his hand around his cock, feeling the weight of it in his palm, the roughness of his calloused fingers against the delicate skin. - Tight Fit
23. If one more mercenary complains about the food, he’s going to find new uses for his qualta blade. - Rules of Engagement (FS Friday drabble)
24. He sets them up one by one, the soldiers that are finished, placing the stylized pieces onto their squares on the big, tiered board he had found in a junk shop on Merit.- Checkmate
25. There are many things about humans that she likes. - Clothes Make the Man
Had lunch with G. He brought me a Peacekeeper Wars postcard, making my day. On the back he wrote: The leather pants are BACK. Hope he hasn't lost his swagger.
It's no wonder that I still adore him. And I don't feel guilty about having the postcard because it's for me! I didn't pick it up, therefore, the guilt is alleviated.
Oh, and hee, icon explanation - they might give Mr. Zimmerman a Nobel. Please Sweden, please! Help keep Bob away from the underwear models:)
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100 words of XF nonsense
Date: 2004-10-06 11:19 pm (UTC)“My name is Samantha. What’s your name?”
Re: 100 words of XF nonsense
Date: 2004-10-06 11:30 pm (UTC)I'm loving this meme -- it has you writing!
Re: 100 words of XF nonsense
Date: 2004-10-06 11:58 pm (UTC)I love the tactile sense of this, the way that she's so removed from the other people, her youth, her willingness to try again:) Yeah.
Re: 100 words of XF nonsense
Date: 2004-10-07 02:14 pm (UTC)Niiiiiiiiiiice. (In a hurty angsty way. Yay!)
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Date: 2004-10-06 11:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-06 11:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-07 12:30 am (UTC)Look at me - actually 100 words. Heh.
Date: 2004-10-07 12:34 am (UTC)Re: Look at me - actually 100 words. Heh.
Date: 2004-10-07 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-07 04:15 am (UTC)Ten solar days. That couldn’t be right, could it?
Not that there's a proper star to circle around here, but the old Pilot's doing the best she can to convince...Elack, that's the name. Doesn't sound right in his head, or said out loud, which he's really trying not to do because it makes the sluggish little guys stare and frell. DRDs making him twitchy. What's next, forgetting how to work doors?
John shifted down in the module seat to frown up at the dull walls curving around him.
Ten days, plus six drifting.
How long until he really loses count?
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Date: 2004-10-07 05:24 pm (UTC)