Let's Play A Fun Game......

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Lets play a get to know your writing game!
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Here's how it goes:
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In the comment section, leave your favorite (or one of your favorite) lines from your novel, picture book, poetry collection....whatever! I will collect the comments and list them back here in the blog post. Can't choose? Don't stress! Just pick a line (up to three max) that you like.
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Each comment/novel line will also include your name and a link back to your blog. (If you don't have a blog - that's ok. Play anyway!)
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See how fun this will be? We will get to see a little bit of your writing and then be able to pop over and see your blog.
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RULES:

ONE: No set up allowed (it really doesn't matter for this game) No title, either.

TWO: Maximum three lines. Three. Maximum. They must go together...not three seperate lines from seperate places in the work

THREE: By leaving your line(s) in the comment box, you give me permission to move them to the original post along with a link to your blog.

FOUR: Anyone can play!

FIVE: I've had to add this last rule - if you have a swear word in your lines I will ** it out.
Sorry! I can handle it,but my 9 and 14 year olds follow their mommy's blog :). And, I guess I'll say that if anyone submits anything that I deem inappropriate, I'll choose not to post it. (Can y'all find a PG line - pretty please? I'd love for everyone to feel comfortable playing).

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HERE ARE THE GAME SUBMISSIONS (I'll put mine first so you can see how it will look):
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1. Tess - Camille shoved the iron poker into the glowing, tangerine coals.
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2. MeganRebekah - I had seen enough movies to know that a slap was an acceptable reaction to an unexpected kiss. And boy, did I long to slap him -- to use the blunt force of my open palm to transfer the burden of blame to him. My fingers tightened into a fist several times while I struggled with indecision.
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3. Joyce Wolfley -
"But have you ever actually sliced up a tomato before?”

“No, but it can’t be that much different from cutting off
someone's pinky. Right?"

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4. Cindy - Two short weeks ago a convenience store, a gun, and what I could only assume was a conscience, changed everything. I fell, and when I woke I was someone else. No, someTHING else--I was human.

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5. KLo - I didn’t want her asking for elaboration, cowardly as that sounds. At this stage of the game, when the villain was obvious and my role as victim well-defined, all questions would be pretty innocuous. Still, it was a dangerous precedent to set.

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6. Stephanie - “A wedding to plan! How exciting!” Mom squealed like a five year old. She had been waiting for this day since the doctor spanked my a** and yelled, “It’s a girl!”. I think I liked the spanking part of that deal, not the girly things that usually came with owning a vagina.

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7. quixotic - As far as I was concerned killing was evil and I couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that human beings were now in the same category as a Big Mac.

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8. Lisa and Laura - I glanced longingly at Seth’s lunch table. He sat with some other kids from our neighborhood and one kid I recognized from my chemistry class. His table looked like an ad for Space Camp, but without all the pressure.
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9. Sarah - Once, when the hills were young, the Storm King commanded the storms. He could speak to a rain cloud and make it grow so tall that it scraped stars from the sky. Wise men said the terrible lightning in his storms was not lightning at all, but the fire of falling stars.

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10. Lisa - Annabel stood back in awe, surveying the shelves—so many secrets crowded together, collecting dust. There was a story behind each one, something dark and bitter, something spoken in whispers.

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11. Jill Kemerer - The polka music grated on her nerves. Could it be any louder? She glanced around. The happy faces seemed sinister all of a sudden as if they were laughing at her, mocking her.

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12. Robyn - Anna heard a soft moan and stopped in her tracks. She cupped her hands around her ears to hear the sound better. Anna slipped on the wet slime under her feet. As she walked in her soggy boots closer to the noise, she stumbled on the fallen branches, and beneath her she could make out Claire's motionless body.
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13. Wendy - Once torched by truth, Swede wrote years later, a little thing like faith is easy.

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14. Michelle - So we were going to be those kids. I knew them from school, the ones who were never around when there was a school break, not even during the summer. I’d seen those kids in the airport when we’d gone on family vacations.

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15. Amy Allgeyer Cook - I didn’t know what I was crying about: crazy Mom, dead Dad, no friends. I just sat in that ditch and cried for what seemed like forever, until somebody said, “Oh my G. Like, what is your problem?”

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16. Crystal - As slaves, Cleo’s great-grandparents’ only example of discipline had come from the wrath inflicted upon them by cruel overseers in the fields and the sometimes unforgiving master in the “big house”. A prison―that’s what slavery was―a farm prison. Cleo shivered at the thought of being sentenced to a life of hard labor, just for the “crime” of being colored.
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