tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post5550338133134193708..comments2023-10-26T04:41:30.913-05:00Comments on Julie Jarnagin: Memememe...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-19030540048930095822012-06-08T08:21:47.430-05:002012-06-08T08:21:47.430-05:00I love your lines!! What a great voice!I love your lines!! What a great voice!Jill Kemererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-74055328572013867932012-06-07T06:05:57.961-05:002012-06-07T06:05:57.961-05:00Oh, FUN! I want to know what the idea is! LOL
Love...Oh, FUN! I want to know what the idea is! LOL<br />Love it!Jennifer Shirkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16970585847385511795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-59087155376163793412012-06-06T09:43:01.883-05:002012-06-06T09:43:01.883-05:00HA HA!! FUN! I'll post tomorrow! :) http://the...HA HA!! FUN! I'll post tomorrow! :) http://thejaimereports.blogspot.comJaime Wrighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07768583469408522818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-79355935999650525332012-06-06T09:28:29.469-05:002012-06-06T09:28:29.469-05:00Thanks, Melissa. The delivery van scene was fun to...Thanks, Melissa. The delivery van scene was fun to write.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-43036077788522642752012-06-06T09:27:53.359-05:002012-06-06T09:27:53.359-05:00:) Can't wait to read your excerpt!:) Can't wait to read your excerpt!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-6187380116913382942012-06-06T09:27:32.539-05:002012-06-06T09:27:32.539-05:00Ha! There's no duct tape and rope, only flower...Ha! There's no duct tape and rope, only flowers, but that would make a great story idea. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-38433047728742562012012-06-06T09:26:49.564-05:002012-06-06T09:26:49.564-05:00Can't wait to read it!Can't wait to read it!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-1537511038258736802012-06-06T09:26:29.867-05:002012-06-06T09:26:29.867-05:00No problem!No problem!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-64038397929461947532012-06-06T09:26:20.961-05:002012-06-06T09:26:20.961-05:00Love it!Love it!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-3268549989661047892012-06-06T09:25:52.185-05:002012-06-06T09:25:52.185-05:00:) Thanks, Melanie.:) Thanks, Melanie.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02512158365021041194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-28568830835688682262012-06-06T09:24:08.947-05:002012-06-06T09:24:08.947-05:00Okay, now I need to read your book, Julie. Serious...Okay, now I need to read your book, Julie. Seriously! Someone stuck someone in the back of a delivery van?!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17620457068731162013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-18034107752489014492012-06-06T08:48:22.183-05:002012-06-06T08:48:22.183-05:00Good stuff! I'm posting mine next week. (from ...Good stuff! I'm posting mine next week. (from Jennifer's blog post) I need to read the rest of it!Jessica R. Patchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13614501794157211301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-16400896698891656012012-06-06T06:26:00.420-05:002012-06-06T06:26:00.420-05:00That's a fantastic first line. Like sticking s...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.<br /><br />Thanks for tagging me! :)Heather Sunserihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12552506888985553471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-29726719158578155872012-06-05T19:49:10.651-05:002012-06-05T19:49:10.651-05:00Hi Julie,
Did a blurb on my blog but I'll pos...Hi Julie,<br /><br />Did a blurb on my blog but I'll post it here too.<br /><br />Here are my 7 lines (approx from my historical I just finished (the draft anyway).<br /><br />He turned to Aurora and bent over her offered hand. “Thank you for the dances, Miss Hastings. You are a most accomplished dancer.”<br /><br />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.<br /><br />“Oh, yes. Of course. Come for lunch one day. We’ll call with a date.”<br /><br />Tension banded his shoulders, but his smile did not falter. “That would be … dreadful … lovely, I’m sure.”<br /><br />****** <br /><br />Hope you liked this glimpse into Gilbert Whelan's world!<br /><br />Cheers,<br />SueSusan Anne Masonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17258093329143787876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-80490818911201837112012-06-05T18:52:49.920-05:002012-06-05T18:52:49.920-05:00Thanks for the tag, Julie!Thanks for the tag, Julie!Lauren F. Boydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03934796581125939821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-34413333086629180892012-06-05T18:10:52.138-05:002012-06-05T18:10:52.138-05:00OK, here are my lines. They are from book two, cur...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.<br /><br />“Well that’s a pretty silly question. She’s sleeping in my bed.”<br /><br />Iris waved her hand in dismissal. “That’s not what I meant. Do you really love her?”<br /><br />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?”<br /><br />Iris took a cookie for herself, separated the pieces, and licked out the cream before she dunked it. “Do you think she loves us?”<br /><br />Sam reached over and softly rapped her knuckles against the side of her sister’s head. “Are your brain cells on vacation?”<br /><br />Now, how do I get notify the others to play? Just forward them the Email? if that's all, consider it done.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04817212194414854014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757067787158700689.post-37108718890641782542012-06-04T15:27:06.054-05:002012-06-04T15:27:06.054-05:00How fun! I'm curious about Claire's idea. ...How fun! I'm curious about Claire's idea. :)Melanie N. Brasherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16911818530874840829noreply@blogger.com