Seven Lines Challenge

For this challenge, you’re supposed to go to page 7 of your WiP, count down 7 lines, share 7 lines or sentences, and then tag 7 other writers.

I was tagged by ellDimensional on Tumblr, and I posted a bit from my main WiP there, but here’s a slice from my secondary WiP, HEDGEHOG’S DILEMMA, which I’m writing totally by the seat of my pants.


Out of sheer laziness, and because there was no other club whose members actually left her alone, Holly  had chosen the FFA. The students teased her about that, too, saying that instead of showing prized Holstein heifers, they could just show Holly at the local student competition.

Holly preferred the crops aspect of the FFA, which enabled her to get lost in the scent of the dirt, the feel of the grit under her fingernails, and the occasional taste of pesticide if she happened to have her mouth open while someone was spraying it, which was often.

The club met outside in front of the school, where they were tending a box of moribund pansies.


I didn’t tag anyone on Tumblr because I don’t have too many friends there, but I tag the following bloggers: Adventures in Writing, Invisible Ink, E on Publishing, Scribbling in the Storage Room, Ally Cat with a Pen, Tara Is a Rock Star, and Anthony Lee Collins. I understand that some of you may not have a writing-related WiP, but I’m tagging you anyway because you’re awesome.:)


The WordPress daily prompt struck a chord with me today. The word was “carefree,” so what first comes to mind when I hear it is the fact that I am not a carefree person at all, even though I wish I was. Some things in life have to be navigated with care, but there are many smaller decisions that do not require as much thought. Because I overreact to things, I tend to give the smaller decisions more time than they deserve.

I wonder if “cautious” is the opposite of carefree, but I think that designation would go to “careless.” It’s good to be cautious, but sometimes, it’s best to throw caution to the wind, grab life by the horns, carpe diem, and any other cheesy saying that motivates you to just go out there and stop worrying so much!

Here’s to being carefree!

The Great Camp NaNoWriMo Fail

Well, I miserably failed at Camp NaNoWriMo and have totally given up, but it wasn’t because I wasn’t writing. I was just writing in my existing story, and I know I could have edited my Camp information and pretended that my existing story was my Camp project, but I honestly didn’t care all that much.

I did end up getting 14,000 words written in my existing story last week, but I’m not sure how good those words were. This must be a point in either this story or my life in general when writing’s not going so well. I was writing, but I didn’t feel invested in the story at all, sort of how you read a book, then you realize you have to read 10 pages over again because you were daydreaming while you were reading. It’s probably some form of writer’s block. Writer’s apathy, perhaps?

Anyway… I hope your Camp is going better than mine!