Monday, June 4, 2012


The lovely and talented Jennifer Shirk tagged me.

Here are the Rules:
1. Go to page 77 of your current manuscript.

2. Go to line 7.

3. Copy the next 7 lines (sentences or paragraphs) and post them as they're written. No cheating!

4. Tag 7 other writers to pass this meme on to.
Okay. I can't lie. I was tempted to cheat...a little, but only because the next scene was so fun to write. But I didn't. So here is page 77, line 7 of my current work in progress, The Wedding Chapel.
“When I stuck you in the back of that delivery van.”
There was silence at the other end of the line.
Claire pressed the phone to her ear. “Are you still there?”
“So you’re going to use that against me, huh?”
She tapped her short fingernails on the desk. “What if I could guarantee that no one would recognize you?”
Ben groaned. “What are you going to do? Put me behind a curtain like the Wizard of Oz.”
She laughed and squeezed her eyes tight. “No, I have a better idea.”
 So here are 7 (kind of 8) writer friends I'm tagging. You can post here in the comments or on your blog:
and you! :)


  1. How fun! I'm curious about Claire's idea. :)

  2. OK, here are my lines. They are from book two, currently in edits. and it was only 8 lines when I cut it out of the document.

    “Well that’s a pretty silly question. She’s sleeping in my bed.”

    Iris waved her hand in dismissal. “That’s not what I meant. Do you really love her?”

    Sam took a cookie, dunked it in her glass of milk, and stared into space for a few seconds. “Yes, Iris, I really love Terri. Why?”

    Iris took a cookie for herself, separated the pieces, and licked out the cream before she dunked it. “Do you think she loves us?”

    Sam reached over and softly rapped her knuckles against the side of her sister’s head. “Are your brain cells on vacation?”

    Now, how do I get notify the others to play? Just forward them the Email? if that's all, consider it done.

  3. Hi Julie,

    Did a blurb on my blog but I'll post it here too.

    Here are my 7 lines (approx from my historical I just finished (the draft anyway).

    He turned to Aurora and bent over her offered hand. “Thank you for the dances, Miss Hastings. You are a most accomplished dancer.”

    Her cheeks reddened. “As are you, Mr. Whelan. You must come and visit us at Belvedere now that mother and I are here for the summer. Papa comes home on weekends, but during the week we are quite lonely.” She nudged her mother slightly.

    “Oh, yes. Of course. Come for lunch one day. We’ll call with a date.”

    Tension banded his shoulders, but his smile did not falter. “That would be … dreadful … lovely, I’m sure.”


    Hope you liked this glimpse into Gilbert Whelan's world!


  4. That's a fantastic first line. Like sticking someone in the back of a delivery van is an everyday occurrence. I'm picturing duct tape and rope. That's the suspense writer in me.

    Thanks for tagging me! :)

    1. Ha! There's no duct tape and rope, only flowers, but that would make a great story idea. :)

  5. Good stuff! I'm posting mine next week. (from Jennifer's blog post) I need to read the rest of it!

  6. Okay, now I need to read your book, Julie. Seriously! Someone stuck someone in the back of a delivery van?!

    1. Thanks, Melissa. The delivery van scene was fun to write.

  7. HA HA!! FUN! I'll post tomorrow! :)

  8. Oh, FUN! I want to know what the idea is! LOL
    Love it!

  9. I love your lines!! What a great voice!