I was tagged by my Ready. Set. Write! friend H.M. Shander for the 777 Challenge (here’s her post). The premise: Post the 7th line of the 7th page of your work-in-progress, followed by the next 7 lines of the story. Then, nominate 7 other writers to do the same. Easy, right?
So, here’s 7*7*7 from the yet unfinished draft of my yet-to-be titled WiP, which is set at a Dirty-Dancing-esque summer camp…
Uncle Mason and Aunt Faith join us, looking painfully out of sorts holding flimsy paper plates loaded with hotdogs and potato salad. At home, we do a lot of ordering in; my aunt and uncle work long hours and suck equally at cooking, but regardless of where dinner comes from, it’s presented on china and eaten with silver. It’s comical, watching Uncle Mason scoop baked beans with a plastic fork, and Aunt Faith dab mustard from her mouth with a paper napkin.
“They’d only endure this for you,” Morgan mutters.
Her tone says she’s joking, but this is a point of contention—has been for as long as I can remember. She’s spoiled as shit, but her parents are strict when it comes to curfews and grades and general issues of safety, and they’re not afraid to shut her down when her demands are outlandish. Me, on the other hand… They’ve coddled me, their precious nephew, their survivor, since I moved into their home ten years ago. They’ve never uttered the word no in my direction.
I’m tagging Jaime Morrow, Erin Funk, Liz Parker, & Kaitlin Bartlett. 🙂