the other day, Christine Hardy tagged me on facebook with this meme. today, Donna Hole tagged me on blogger. The rules are to go to page 7, 70 or 170 of your current WIP or new release and post the first complete paragraph or 7 lines of dialogue then tag 7 other authors. oddly enough, i already posted this meme a few days ago. (and didn't really follow the rules). to play along today, i'll post a continuation of the same scene (and won't follow the rules again).
He smiled himself at the
memory of the winged jewels landing on them before his proposal. One of his many
efforts at winning her heart. Seven years of marriage and sometimes he still couldn’t
believe she’d agreed to be his wife. He was blessed beyond measure. He pulled
her closer, and for a few moments, they just lay there, enjoying the quiet and each
other’s company. Despite being connected to her mind and heart, Kieran always
felt better when Jessa was near.
“What did the farmers want?”
she finally asked.
“They’ve been losing stock
“Gurithents? They never
attack anything larger than a deer.”
“I know. And they’ve never
come near settlements before.”
He put his hand on her
growing belly. The baby kicked and Jessa sucked in a breath. He loved his
girls, but a boy would be nice. Whether boy or girl, another child meant
someone else who needed his attention. Spending time with the two he had was a
challenge. How would he ever manage the half dozen they wanted?
“If it were a drought,” she
said, “we could bring rain. But gurithents…”
“Except for the occasional
unfortunate encounter with one, they aren’t a threat.” He let out a long
breath. “I’ll send word by messenger pigeons for other villages to watch for
them, but other than that…”
“I’m sure you’ll figure something
out. You always do.”
as for tagging 7 other writers, i'm getting ready to do a big IWSG post in a couple of weeks, and need to devote my time to putting that together, so if you want to play along, go for it. just let me know so i can read your post.