The Seven-Seven-Seven-Seven Challenge

Mary Kate at Sarcastic Scribblings tagged me in the 7777 Challenge, and seriously, this thing is so cool.

In a nutshell: you go to the seventh page of your WIP, go to the seventh line, copy the next seven paragraphs to post on the blog, and then tag seven other people.

 



So, first off, go to Mary Kate's post, because her snippet is absolutely hilarious.

And mine is below....

[Background:  A number of people have been captured by the enemy, and in order to rescue them, my characters need to get across the mountains.  However, only a few people know how to get across aforementioned mountains, and the paths are guarded by very large and fearsome tigers.  Most people don't even get close to them for fear of death.  So they are trying to find people who are brave enough to go with them and fight the tigers and all that.]

[Also remember this is a first draft...I haven't gone over this since I wrote this back in the beginning of November for NaNoWriMo...it's not my best work.]

“...He is the Prince of Ristor, and should not risk his life needlessly.” Rayn settled back in his chair, his fingers tracing the edge of the armrest.  “You should not grudge him of it, Marywyn.  He can't come.  As for your brother, he might have the skills, but he is one man.  We need more than one, for tigers can and will attack many at once.  We might be able to rally a number of the Silencers, but they are leaderless, and may not be willing to follow us.”

“Could I talk to them?”

“You could.  But you are not a warrior, Marywyn.  Warriors do not need words to put them at their bravest.  Warriors need their leader - the one they look up to.  That’s where they get their strength and their bravery.”

I closed my eyes, attempting to keep the still fresh tears away.  “What about you, Rayn?  You’re the Second in Command of the West Band.  You’re the Captain now, come to think of it.  You can lead them.  The Silencers will follow you, at least.”

“I’m not their Captain, and they know it.  The Silencers died when he did, Marywyn, and the West Band is nothing without their leader.  I can take the command, but not with the spirit and strong sword they need.”

We stared at the table in silence for a moment, and Rayn continued.  “A well-trained horse will always behave and perform well for any rider, but he will ride best with the one who rides him most - the one he bonds with.  We might be a strong force, but we are the strongest with our Captain.”

Redenah cleared his throat.  “You must learn to battle without your captain.  You must learn to lead them yourself, Rayn.”

There you have it!  Excited?  Want to hear more?  Let me know in the comments!!!

The Re-Tag

And, in return, I tag...

Sarah @ Pen of a Ready Writer (I love her writing...I really do)
Jem @ Jem Jones, Writer (because I desperately need more of her Three Sisters snark)
Evangeline @ I just Happened (payback time, bro)
True @ A True Writer (because she's new and we need to know more about her WIP)
Brianna @ No End of Books (again...I want to know more about the books)
Kalan @ Kalan Olivia (her WIP sounds pretty interesting, IMO)
Keturah @ Keturah's Korner (cause she's a writer and artist and everything)

*whew*  I'm glad I don't have to tag 7,777 people....