The lovely and wonderful Mrs. Janice Heck (http://janiceheck.wordpress.com) nominated me for the Lucky 7 Meme.
I usually try to avoid these things, mostly because I have no idea what I’m doing. But the rules of the game seem simple enough:
1. Go to page 77 of your current MS/WIP.
2. Go to line 7.
3. Copy the next 7 lines, sentences, or paragraphs, and post them as they’re written.
4. If your WIP doesn’t have 77 pages, you can post 7 lines, sentences, or paragraphs from page 7.
5. Tag 7 other writers and let them know.
In the interests of full disclosure, this novel is still in rough shape. Still, you asked for it….
I killed my son today.
Even now, sitting at the same table where I fed him porridge sweetened with honey and figs, where he lisped his way through his very first spell, it doesn’t seem real. His body lay on the floor at my feet, a thin ribbon of blood oozing from the wound in his neck. I made it as quick and painless as I could–he never even saw the blade. I knelt beside him, closed his eyes and tenderly kissed both lids the way I used to when he was just a boy. So few in this life die peacefully, without pain.
My last gift to him.
Now to pick 7 other writers.