This is It, kids!

Last day for the Book View Cafe Grand Opening. Go over here and browse the gold-starred titles and pick one. Then come back here and post which one you'd like to win and why. It does not need to be one of mine. Pook and I will pick a Winnah tomorrow (Friday the 8th). Winnah gets a coupon for the book they've chosen.

You can also post an entry at BVC itself, and click through to other friendly authors' blogs.

Also! Member anthologies are half off. We have two Steampunk anthos. Shared world. I have stories in both. Jewelled mechanical courtesans, anyone?

We're having great fun with this. We loves our new bookstore, yes, precious.

Meeeeeeeememememememe!

It's all over the flist, but I snurched da Roolz from la_marquise_de_

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.

Problem is, I'm writing a short story today, and it's nowhere near 77 pages. So, from page 7:

them for sere summer grass and bare dusty earth.

But needs must. He ducked his head and made himself invisible, which was another gift he had. As swift and silent as a shadow, he ghosted through the camp.
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Everyone else said the horse had gone into the city. Aymery had a habit of ignoring what people said. He followed the tracks in the dust.

They led him toward the city, but angling gradually around it. They...

And from novel-in-progress, on hiatus for story-seriously-overdue:

jungle full of wild Indians and Spanish colonists--and ruled by a relative of the Russian Tsar. There was a choice. "But," he said again, "if there's to be any action taken, we need proof. Convincing proof."

Perry straightened painfully. Lee reached to assist, but the Commodore waved him off. "Yes, there's the rub. Without proof, all we have is speculation."

"Highly educated speculation," Lee said. "Maximilian..."

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That's an interesting juxtaposition.