I was going to do something else for today’s post but this came by me this morning in one of my facebook writer groups and I thought it a great idea. The below snippet is from a novel I’m in the middle of revising and I haven’t revised that section yet so you’re getting the raw, unedited, first draft of my novel with the working title of Recall.

Who doesn’t love a Game of Sevens, author-style? Thanks for the tag, Jamie Raintree!

Go to either page 7 or 77 of your manuscript. Count down 7 lines, then copy the next 7 lines to your status. After that, invite 7 more authors to come out and play.

…face. He easily grabbed her other hand and tied it down.
He stood back, his eyes roaming over every inch of her body. She thought she would retch. Tears were running down the sides of her head, soaking the sheet under her head.
Reaching out to stroke her flat belly he said, “My, my, who knew under all those frumpy clothes you were such a firm little peach. Delicious.”

Chapter 17
The door opened and Abernathy stood there in his dockers and polo shirt, feet bare.
“Alan? Hi! It’s late, something wrong? Come in.” His friend looked surprised, then concerned.

From Working Title: Recall

If you’re an author, play along!