tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post2191373069728453302..comments2023-06-28T06:36:14.559-06:00Comments on Tess Hilmo: Let's Play A Fun Game......Tesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10014195715998913268noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-50919567142193766252009-05-07T21:00:00.000-06:002009-05-07T21:00:00.000-06:00No sweat Wendy! I'm glad I'm not the only one who ...No sweat Wendy! I'm glad I'm not the only one who has 'mommy moments' :)Tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10014195715998913268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-61842126182180413412009-05-07T19:13:00.000-06:002009-05-07T19:13:00.000-06:00Tess, I was in the shower tonight, doing all my be...Tess, I was in the shower tonight, doing all my best thinking and it hit me...I picked lines from my favorite books (ones I've read--not written)...I'm so sorry I screwed with your game)...serves me right for getting so excited about finding some of my favorite lines from my favorite books. You may want to remove my lines, seeing as they aren't from me. <br />Sorry,<br />WendyWendy Paine Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15136235074351188350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-33232045312121311272009-05-07T09:48:00.000-06:002009-05-07T09:48:00.000-06:00Okay, Tess,I'm game! What a fun idea!
Here's mine...Okay, Tess,I'm game! What a fun idea!<br /><br />Here's mine (wip is set in 1940s):<br /><br />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.Crystalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09968456960528987538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-42265406539888427112009-05-07T09:25:00.000-06:002009-05-07T09:25:00.000-06:00I didn’t know what I was crying about: crazy Mom,...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, <br />“Oh my G. Like, what is your problem?”Amy Allgeyer Cookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02918884239971760853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-5419261054611284952009-05-07T08:26:00.000-06:002009-05-07T08:26:00.000-06:00Great lines, people! This is one from my novel th...Great lines, people! This is one from my novel that resonated with the Slushbusters.<br /><br />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.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05192888587472646161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-6693409227207075552009-05-07T07:22:00.000-06:002009-05-07T07:22:00.000-06:00This comment has been removed by the author.Wendy Paine Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15136235074351188350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-80419054275229891522009-05-07T07:00:00.000-06:002009-05-07T07:00:00.000-06:00Here's mine Tess. This is FUN, FUN, FUN! Thanks!
...Here's mine Tess. This is FUN, FUN, FUN! Thanks!<br /><br /> 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.Robyn Campbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17356555082768185840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-39140537006905867952009-05-07T06:28:00.000-06:002009-05-07T06:28:00.000-06:00This is so much fun! You have great ideas!
The p...This is so much fun! You have great ideas! <br /><br />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. <br /><br />http://jillkemerer.blogspot.comJill Kemererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07865493609868329393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-4926949678897733432009-05-07T05:50:00.000-06:002009-05-07T05:50:00.000-06:00What great fun! I'm loving reading all these lines...What great fun! I'm loving reading all these lines. They make me want to read the books. Okay, here are my lines:<br /><br />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.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07697071777092163740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-63616389666292864432009-05-06T21:32:00.000-06:002009-05-06T21:32:00.000-06:00This is so fun! Great lines so far. Here's mine be...This is so fun! Great lines so far. Here's mine before I chicken out:<br /><br />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.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06909176210194176373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-60935678877289364762009-05-06T20:22:00.000-06:002009-05-06T20:22:00.000-06:00Great idea for a post, Tess! Here's ours:
I glanc...Great idea for a post, Tess! Here's ours:<br /><br />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.lisa and laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18144863275895761642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-80475975376092510732009-05-06T20:15:00.000-06:002009-05-06T20:15:00.000-06:00Ok here's mine...
As far as I was concerned killi...Ok here's mine...<br /><br />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.Katie Salidashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15159923761047042193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-73176655361319032392009-05-06T20:14:00.000-06:002009-05-06T20:14:00.000-06:00This is really fun!!!
“A wedding to plan! How exc...This is really fun!!!<br /><br />“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 ass 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.Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17401931638397651614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-9517533096130716182009-05-06T19:02:00.000-06:002009-05-06T19:02:00.000-06:00This is so much fun! Great entries guys, really. K...This is so much fun! Great entries guys, really. Keep 'em comin'. Tell your friends (they don't even have to have a blog to play - just sign their name under the Name/URL option)Tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10014195715998913268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-59181410098721273992009-05-06T18:55:00.000-06:002009-05-06T18:55:00.000-06:00Greaaaaaaaaaaaaaat idea (but what else should I ex...Greaaaaaaaaaaaaaat idea (but what else should I expect from you ;))?<br /><br />"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."Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13955854427063032485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-11832073034876683802009-05-06T17:51:00.000-06:002009-05-06T17:51:00.000-06:00What a fun game! Oh, Joyce, I soooo want to read m...What a fun game! Oh, Joyce, I soooo want to read more of that! Okay, here's mine:<br /><br />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.Cindy R. Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13488732331021750408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-46607948744582321052009-05-06T17:41:00.000-06:002009-05-06T17:41:00.000-06:00"But have you ever actually sliced up a tomato bef..."But have you ever actually sliced up a tomato before?” <br /><br />“No, but it can’t be that much different from cutting off someone’s pinky. Right?”<br /><br />Joyce - http://thenovicenovelist.blogspot.com/Joyce Wolfleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078785682731583178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599945087910073527.post-50853468503664410112009-05-06T17:38:00.000-06:002009-05-06T17:38:00.000-06:00Love this idea! Here's mine:
"I had seen enough ...Love this idea! Here's mine:<br /><br />"I had seen enough movies to know that a slap was an acceptable reaction to an unexpected kiss. <br />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."MeganRebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03285116194891827858noreply@blogger.com