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Martha Wells

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The Cloud Roads


The rules:

1. Go to page 77 (or 7th) of your current ms
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy down the next 7 lines – sentences or paragraphs – and post them as they’re written. No cheating.

This is from the fourth Books of the Raksura:

Stone said, "I couldn't find a camp."

Merit had spelled some moss and clumps of flowers to light the camp, and Stone's expression was hard to read. "What--" This was a setback, but not an insurmountable one. "We'll just have to help you search tomorrow--"

"Moon." Stone shook his head, weary, his shoulders hunched as if his back ached. "I couldn't find a camp, because there isn't one."

Moon just stood there. For a long moment, he couldn't understand what Stone was saying.

Stone stepped forward and put his hands on Moon's shoulders. "The camp yesterday was the last one."

Moon pulled away. Now he understood, but he didn't want to. "But... That camp wasn't disturbed. There was no sign of anything..."

"Whatever happened to them, it happened sometime after they left there."


I'll be doing the Clarion West Write-a-thon again this year and my page is here. Last year when I tried this, LJ came under a denial of service attack and I couldn't post snippets, and all these other things started to happen, and I probably got less writing done than at any other time of year, but I'm still trying it again. This time I'll get it right!

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Ooh! A meme and a snippet at the same time!!!! *_*

Book four book four book four!

Hah! Hurrah for getting a sneak peak! So looking forward to this.

Hmm. Doing this for mine is a lot longer. Fortunately p77 starts a new chapter, but it's a rather surreal little chapter. I'll go post it over in my journal.

I'm not working on anything at the moment... I just started a new job and training is intense. But I just finished a Young Adult novel. Here are the specified lines:

The outside stairs down to the basement ran alongside the school building outer wall, outside Mr. Wiseman's art room. It felt weird, picking my way across a ruined parking lot decorated with scattered, burned wrecks of cars I almost recognized... while at the same time I could see through the windows into the Mr. Wiseman's room. Over in the corner by the door was the pottery wheel where I'd made about five thousand vases and urns in 3-D Art class... "The art room looks okay," I said. "No zombies, no monsters."

I somehow wasn't aware that you were working on a fourth book.

I may have squeed a little.

Maisie climbed in without hesitation. I tucked it around her, and she was asleep in minutes.
Jase and I retreated to the easy chairs that stood in one corner.
"Okay," he said. "Give."
So I told him everything, starting from the previous afternoon. His eyes got rounder and rounder while I talked.

"Mr. Black," he said carefully. Then, hopefully: "Is Tom3 here?"

I shook my head. "You know he isn't. Once a month, for the weekend." I waited. Half my brain was still occupied with programming, but I was losing track of elements and variables as I spoke. The longer I stood here, the more time it would take to get back into my work. I waited anyway.

so now i am coveting book four without even having the chance to read book three! i see what you did there!

What a good moment to get a snippet from! The suspense!

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