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It's taken a while for this one to come around again.

Grab the book nearest you. Right now. Turn to page 56. Find the fifth sentence. Post that sentence along with these instructions in your LiveJournal. Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.

"She headed toward the riverbank; the others began to follow."--Riders of the Storm, Julie E Czerneda

Date: 2009-01-17 01:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] e-moon60.livejournal.com
Of course!

But only tiny people can be weremink. (Wereminks? Wereminken?)

Like, maybe, the mikki-kekki of Dzordanya.

Date: 2009-01-17 02:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kristine-smith.livejournal.com
But the mikki-kekki live in northern Europe.

This mikki-kekki does not know this place. He does not know how he came to be here. He does not recognize the smells, the sounds. The path to the house where they left him bread and milk? Gone. The roads he would dash across to move from lake to lake, pond to pond, are different. And where are the ponds? It is too dry here.

He does not know what he did. He remembers the fish. Quite a good fish, fat and golden like the sun. So intent was he on eating that he didn't hear the woman come out of her house until she screamed at him, didn't understand the words she threw at him. Koi? Prized? Medals? All he remembered was the blackness, and the sensation of falling, and the lumps of fish like ashes in his gut.

And then he was here.

Date: 2009-01-17 02:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] e-moon60.livejournal.com
Holy minksh*t! You are SO much better a writer than I am. I bow before you and limp away, leaving confusing tracks in the mud, too large for mink, the wrong shape for human.

The remains of the fish I leave where I heaved them up. Watch Gaby. She thinks it's something to roll in.

Date: 2009-01-17 02:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kristine-smith.livejournal.com
Oh bollocks! You're in the middle of a book, and I'm in limbo, awaiting the revision letter. I can let the mind fiddle. You have to see to other matters.

Date: 2009-01-17 04:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] patinagle.livejournal.com
Kris, you could sell this as flash fiction. Seriously.

Date: 2009-01-17 04:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kristine-smith.livejournal.com
Is it considered published because it's on my blog?

Date: 2009-01-18 02:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] patinagle.livejournal.com
Um....Quick, take it down!

Yeah, it could be considered published. You might still be able to interest someone in it. Maybe. I dunno.

Date: 2009-01-18 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kristine-smith.livejournal.com
Maybe I'll just flesh it out a bit and post it on my website.

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