i thought i would be a sheeple today:

Turn to page 123 in your work-in-progress. Count down four sentences and then instead of just the fifth sentence, give us the whole paragraph.
Lewis opened the box with perfectly deft fingers. For all he had been through, not a nerve in his body seemed rattled. Inside the box was a hard little block of what looked like solidified molasses. He held it up to me, puzzled.
yeah, not too exciting. but that's what came up. the "solidified molasses" is bow rosin. they're going through the effects of the dead men in their company and this belonged to Ed Alexander, the fiddle player who Lewis shoots in the first chapter of the book.



rosin is pretty and smells goooood.

: D

p.s. happy "pi" day, all.

From: [identity profile] lanyn.livejournal.com


Ooh! cool. "solidified molasses" is a neat description. Sort of does sum up what it looks like. :-D

From: [identity profile] lookingland.livejournal.com


thanks ~ ! later on is a like i've always liked: I turned the rosin over in my hands as if to look for insects in the amber. it's a nice reflection of the situation that they are currently "stuck" in ~ and one of those moments i think works pretty well.

this was fun ~ we should play more of these scavenger hunt types of writing games.

: D

From: [identity profile] bachsoprano.livejournal.com


I used to play cello when I was a kid, and I loved, loved, loved bow resin - especially when I got a brand new one because the colour was so wonderful! And the smell! *sigh*

Yay for sharing a snippet! :) I agree with what you wrote to [livejournal.com profile] lanyn - these writing memes are fun and good for us too, I think...

From: [identity profile] lookingland.livejournal.com


i played violin and always envied the brand of rosin that the other girls had ~ there's were darker, richer looking (like a good german beer).

though they all smelled good ~ hahahahahaha ~

i'll have to make up some memes for us!

: D

From: [identity profile] almond-tiger.livejournal.com


“Samantha Munro,” I said. Despite the average number of business and friendly numbers programmed into my SIM card, and all the cover-story reaffirming agents they connected to, there were very few people who would actually call my prop phone on this case. If I was being honest with myself, there was really only one.

Hmm.. Not very interesting, I think. :)

From: [identity profile] lookingland.livejournal.com


hahahaha ~ it's always hard to read something out of context. at least you have a little a mystery in there: who is the one?

: D

From: [identity profile] almond-tiger.livejournal.com


Actually it's Mark Evans, who you've read about on the forum in my newer book. The plot thickens. ;)

From: [identity profile] lookingland.livejournal.com


oooooooo ~ well fancy that! it not only thickens, but stiffens right up!

er...sorry, that sounds kinda gross. i was really going for something like a merignue, i swear.

jeez, that's not really helping, is it...

(slinks off)

: o p

From: [identity profile] almond-tiger.livejournal.com


o.O Sometimes a good metaphor becomes dangerous and unruly before you realize it's happened. *slinks the other way* ;)
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