I've seen various versions of the "Lucky Sevens" meme going around. I was tagged by Natalie G. Owens for this particular version:
Time for Short Sevens (an alteration of the Lucky Sevens going around today...for the shorter stories.) From page seven, starting on paragraph 7, copy the next seven lines...no cheating. Take them from a WIP, new release, coming soon, or book published this year.
I thought I'd share two. The first is from a current M/M work-in-progress. The second is from a published M/F short. Okay, so I'm cheating with that second one as it's not a newer release, but that's the one I chose before the caffeine kicked in and I re-read the rules. As for who's next, "Tag, you're it!" to whoever the heck wants to be "it" today. Enjoy!
From my untitled M/M-in-progress:
"All right?" Seth said with mock affront. That smile had him practically melting on the spot, but he wasn't sure about Logan's assessment of the food. "I guess that's better than not good. Which sandwich do you like better?"
"Hard to say." Logan folded his laptop shut. "How long have you worked here at Xandra's?" he asked, mispronouncing it as "Ex-andra's" like new customers commonly did.
Seth wiped the nearest empty table, trying to look busy before realizing the table was already clean.
From my published short story Sanctified:
God, she just wanted to sleep. Only when Moira slept did she forget, for a little while, that she lay in bed alone. Yet for the past two weeks, she'd only slept a few hours at a stretch, and each time, she'd woken curled up on her side of the bed. Even in slumber, old habits died hard.
She turned her head and stared at her cellphone on the nightstand. One quick call, just to say hi, just to see how he's doing. After all, we promised to stay friends this time.
"No," Moira scolded herself. That's what she'd said last time, a year before, only to find herself in the same dilemma all over again.