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I love this.

Stolen from various and sundry, and particularly [livejournal.com profile] suelac and [livejournal.com profile] haphazardmethod.

If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite 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).

Novel - Cold in the Clearing

Breath and steps and the slap of packs against flat spines - it all sounded cool and firm to her, like music from the radio on Sunday mornings and she wanted to remember those sounds, this day.

Untitled SciFi Story

She hasn’t left much of herself with Jinx the last few years, and she’s tempted to let him keep the remnants of their failures.

Untitled Ghost Story

She was crisp in the hall like fall air and red apples, sweet tart, his sweetheart looking down on him as he tucked himself in close between Moya's warm ribs.

Citrine

“Big giant weapon totin’, vile smelling, foul-mouthed baby,” Mal agrees with real affection.

Notorious crossover

When she unfurls back into her chair, her vision is blurry, starry, and she finds a form standing over her, looming, caught in the lights spilling from the signs over the bar.


Blue Eyes Sequel

He’d never been the kind of man to fill his pockets with stones and wander into the wilderness, drowning himself in absence.

Pulse Fire at the Not-So -OK Corral

He feels like the ass end of a really bad day, head throbbing, stomach churning, the smell of bile and rage on his skin, in his hair and on his clothes.

Date: 2004-11-04 11:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenlev.livejournal.com
i so love this line: "She was crisp in the hall like fall air and red apples, sweet tart, his sweetheart looking down on him as he tucked himself in close between Moya's warm ribs."

this draws moya so clearly, such a beautiful ship/being. *sigh*

Date: 2004-11-05 12:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thassalia.livejournal.com
Hee:) Thanks (although the line out of context doesn't make much sense, hee. It's actually Aeryn looking down at him:)

Date: 2004-11-05 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thassalia.livejournal.com
Hee:) Thanks (although the line out of context doesn't make much sense, hee. It's actually Aeryn looking down at him:)

Date: 2004-11-05 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenlev.livejournal.com
no, it made sense...it was the part about "moya's warm ribs" that got me thinking about how gorgeous moya is. the image of aeryn and john within her brings to mind how incredible her structure and character is. *g*

Date: 2004-11-05 12:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thassalia.livejournal.com
She is indeed beautiful:)

Date: 2004-11-05 12:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] simplystars.livejournal.com
Of course you know I love every single thing about your writing, but Blue Eyes sequel...

::dies of happiness::

Date: 2004-11-05 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thassalia.livejournal.com
Hee - Kath's going to take that famous shovel of hers and beat me with it if I don't write this soon:) It's all in my head, it just has to get to paper:)

Date: 2004-11-05 12:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thassalia.livejournal.com
Hee - Kath's going to take that famous shovel of hers and beat me with it if I don't write this soon:) It's all in my head, it just has to get to paper:)

Date: 2004-11-05 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] suenix.livejournal.com
Don't tease me.
Blue Eyes Sequel?????????

I want to know more!

Suenix

Date: 2004-11-05 07:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thassalia.livejournal.com
There will be a sequel. But, it won't be for awhile:) It is however, plotted and outlined:)

Date: 2004-11-05 09:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] denyeverything1.livejournal.com
He’d never been the kind of man to fill his pockets with stones and wander into the wilderness, drowning himself in absence.

Mmm. Nice.

Also, please finish Citrine. And no one gets hurt.

Date: 2004-11-05 07:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thassalia.livejournal.com
Hee - I promise to finish Citrine:) I just have to stop getting distracted:) And thanks - for even wanting to see it finished:)

The other line, oy, that story's gonna be endless. I just know it. It's predecessor was like 250 pages. Hits head against desk to rid self of ridiculous ideas:)

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