Today I was tagged by Maryellen Brady for the 777 Challenge. Thank you, Maryellen! I enjoy a good challenge!
Post 7 lines (+) from page 7 of my work in progress and then tag 7 other writers to do the same…
This selection is from my WIP, which is currently untitled; however, I am tossing around the possibility of “Immortal Dreams.” Now, I won’t lie. This is not exactly from page 7 of my story. Right now, I do not have a page 7. I haven’t gotten there yet. However, it could end up as page 7 in the near future. It is closer to page 5 at the moment. AND, nothing has been edited. So, please forgive me of my grammar sins! Also, I added a few extra sentences because the situation wouldn’t make any sense if I didn’t. So yes, I am breaking the rules of the challenge .
“Sam, hon, are you OK? I heard screaming well down the hallway. Open up.”
I walked a couple of steps, my bare feet sliding against the cool white floor. I turned the lock vertically and opened the slab of solid metal. I quickly cupped my hand over my mouth and faked a cough to hide the smirk forming across my mouth. Mother Evy stood outside my door wearing her translucent white nightgown, hair twisted in a horrendous beehive up-do, and glasses barely touching her nose. If I didn’t know this woman, I’d think she was one of the loonies locked up like the rest of us. “Sorry if I woke you, Morther Evy. It was just a dream. I barely even remember it.”
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