This week I returned to teaching, which involves 7 hours of dance class a week including teaching at a middle school in a classroom far too small for all 18 of my girls, underground in a nuclear bunker with hospital staff and at a pretty awesome Latino Dance studio. Due to all the dancing and a rather traumatic shopping experience this morning during which I got lost in a mall, ate a doughtnut, and slipped on icy pavement I’m feeling rather fatigued so today’s blog post is a bit of a cop out.
The 7 Line Challenge
This is your mission: Go to line 7 on either page 7 or page 77 of your manuscript and do a post with the next 7 lines, then tag 7 people to keep the challenge going.
Thanks to Wiz Green, I’ve been invited to participate so I thought I’d share 7 lines from my finished but about to be revised YA sci-fi romance novel I Heart Robot. This extract comes from pg 77 and is told from Quinn’s point of view.
“I can see and touch the human beings who drew up my schematics, who programmed the computer and fit my joints together and I still wouldn’t worship them. Humans have never seen their supposed maker and yet they erect grand cathedrals in his honour and offer their souls to him.
I sit on the stool Max made for me, resting the violin across my knees. The sleet pings against the corrugated roof of my hut, a percussive accompaniment to my twitching circuitry. I’m nervous…”
I’m supposed to tag another 7 writers, but I’m going to leave this open and invite anyone who would like to post 7 lines from one of their works to do so and link back to my page so we can all have a read.
Happy Friday everyone!
