Meme for Writers
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skysailorMemeness?
Copy and paste the 17th line of every story on your computer that you've written. Order doesn't matter. Parts of stories, even if they're in a separate document, don't count. If you don't have 17 lines, take the 7th instead.
"You don’t move and act upon it," not a question; a statement.
Él se paró y ella reclamó su brazo. (trans. He stopped and she reclaimed his arm.)
"They always thought Christmas was the best time to tell me they didn’t want me anymore..." she said quietly.
This was why Didymoi was called "The Misted Kingdom".
She looked down and what she saw turned her even redder.
Gabriel woke up.
"See?" her mom whispered, "It’s sexy."
"It's very complicated."
The worst is when your foot arch starts aching in the middle of the night and you have to get up and step on it and stretch it, and of course your bones voice their protest out loud while you’re reaching down to grab that big ugly toe and pull it back.
The two stood in silence for a while, letting the rain thoroughly waterlog them.
"Somehow I know psychically that it should touch down in East Eurasia!"
We didn’t want the police to take us away from our mommies and daddies.
It was a kind of dark and secret and comforting smell.
"Es que yo dije el nombre incorrectamente." (trans. "It's that I said the name incorrectly.")
"¿Tal vez es un ladrón?" (trans. "Maybe it's a thief?")
Corrió sin saber adonde iba. (trans. He ran without knowing where he was going.)
Janna widened her eyes, her hand against his shoulder slackening, as she felt the brush of two sharp points over her jugular.
Haruka snorted, "Anyone who can't hear that every time you play really is a million years behind."
Which was now destroyed.
You hope that somehow that will compensate for what you’re about to do to her when you walk over and ask her to become a soldier once more.
So, then, they hadn't?
She suddenly found herself unable to say the words she’d halfway prepared.
The words, simple as they were, seemed filled with immense meaning, as if they bore a story that they alone could carry.
"Shi tey saun yan." (trans. "I also miss you.")
Oh, god, he was going to murder her.
She hadn’t wanted to be in that picture.
Unfortunately for the writer, it was a rather unshakable argument, "I don’t see what else I could do..."
She sat up slowly, her fingers lightly touching her forehead.
"I want a mother."
She used another cool breeze as an excuse to curl herself into his lap, "I love you, too."
She sighed and squatted down beside the winged girl.
She breathed out, looked like she was about to speak, even breathed back in for a stream of words, but then just finished her coffee without saying anything.
She ran a hand through her boyishly short blonde hair, "I think I’ll grow my hair out."
She could take it off.
Theo shifted his backpack on his back and ran a hand through his short, dark-brown hair before yawning, "History test, you know that, don’t you?"
Her ability, also, to relax or empty her mind by focusing on a single point, for example on a wall (this was something that Sarah never mastered, though Relena could do it perfectly).
He leaned forward to kiss her and as she looked into his eyes she noticed they were wet, as well.
女の子の美しい黒髪は面の前に嵌りました。(trans. The girl's beautiful black locks fell into her face.)
"Aurora!" he yelled, not turning to face the doorway to see if she was coming or not.
Envidiaba esa habilidad que él tenía cuando creía que era un truco de magia y una parte del arte de ilusión que deseaba llegar a dominar. (trans. I envied that ability that he had when I thought that it was a trick of magic and a part of the art of illusion that I wanted to master.)
Of the two species, the tenshi are considered the most religious.
Never in her life had she used knives in combat, but her hands still itched for some.
Jessica narrowed her eyes, Shaye not even bothering to return the attempt at a "glare of infinite death".
A small distance away, William watched the scene between the three.
"Well, you’ve certainly changed, Cap’n Sparrow," Bill commented, sitting across from Jack at the local inn.
Seran Lanton swabbed the forward deck of the "Sky Sailor", absentmindedly whistling the tune of "A Pirate’s Life for Me".
For the other, her appearance in his eyes was greatly influenced by the fact that she had always been kind and polite to him, even though he was of a far lower class than hers.
He still had his sparkle, yes... but his smile seemed odd.
"Admon..."
"He’s got these little flecks in the main background of gray-blue, what you’d call a stormy blue... these real dark royal blue flecks and these cornflower blue flecks and everything."
However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not reach the top of the clock.
"I have been in the army," Lokelani looked as if she were going to snap her fingers in Shaye’s face, but instead opted to sweep her hand up into a dramatic fist, "I have been to war."
He stood to the side, looking uncertain, "Are you-"
The music still there but not what is being danced to; there is no music for that.
And starts again, slow, inevitable like a running stream flowing, lifting, drifting lazily around the rocks and carrying the leaves like nothing.
Just grab for the package.
Copy and paste the 17th line of every story on your computer that you've written. Order doesn't matter. Parts of stories, even if they're in a separate document, don't count. If you don't have 17 lines, take the 7th instead.
"You don’t move and act upon it," not a question; a statement.
Él se paró y ella reclamó su brazo. (trans. He stopped and she reclaimed his arm.)
"They always thought Christmas was the best time to tell me they didn’t want me anymore..." she said quietly.
This was why Didymoi was called "The Misted Kingdom".
She looked down and what she saw turned her even redder.
Gabriel woke up.
"See?" her mom whispered, "It’s sexy."
"It's very complicated."
The worst is when your foot arch starts aching in the middle of the night and you have to get up and step on it and stretch it, and of course your bones voice their protest out loud while you’re reaching down to grab that big ugly toe and pull it back.
The two stood in silence for a while, letting the rain thoroughly waterlog them.
"Somehow I know psychically that it should touch down in East Eurasia!"
We didn’t want the police to take us away from our mommies and daddies.
It was a kind of dark and secret and comforting smell.
"Es que yo dije el nombre incorrectamente." (trans. "It's that I said the name incorrectly.")
"¿Tal vez es un ladrón?" (trans. "Maybe it's a thief?")
Corrió sin saber adonde iba. (trans. He ran without knowing where he was going.)
Janna widened her eyes, her hand against his shoulder slackening, as she felt the brush of two sharp points over her jugular.
Haruka snorted, "Anyone who can't hear that every time you play really is a million years behind."
Which was now destroyed.
You hope that somehow that will compensate for what you’re about to do to her when you walk over and ask her to become a soldier once more.
So, then, they hadn't?
She suddenly found herself unable to say the words she’d halfway prepared.
The words, simple as they were, seemed filled with immense meaning, as if they bore a story that they alone could carry.
"Shi tey saun yan." (trans. "I also miss you.")
Oh, god, he was going to murder her.
She hadn’t wanted to be in that picture.
Unfortunately for the writer, it was a rather unshakable argument, "I don’t see what else I could do..."
She sat up slowly, her fingers lightly touching her forehead.
"I want a mother."
She used another cool breeze as an excuse to curl herself into his lap, "I love you, too."
She sighed and squatted down beside the winged girl.
She breathed out, looked like she was about to speak, even breathed back in for a stream of words, but then just finished her coffee without saying anything.
She ran a hand through her boyishly short blonde hair, "I think I’ll grow my hair out."
She could take it off.
Theo shifted his backpack on his back and ran a hand through his short, dark-brown hair before yawning, "History test, you know that, don’t you?"
Her ability, also, to relax or empty her mind by focusing on a single point, for example on a wall (this was something that Sarah never mastered, though Relena could do it perfectly).
He leaned forward to kiss her and as she looked into his eyes she noticed they were wet, as well.
女の子の美しい黒髪は面の前に嵌りました。(trans. The girl's beautiful black locks fell into her face.)
"Aurora!" he yelled, not turning to face the doorway to see if she was coming or not.
Envidiaba esa habilidad que él tenía cuando creía que era un truco de magia y una parte del arte de ilusión que deseaba llegar a dominar. (trans. I envied that ability that he had when I thought that it was a trick of magic and a part of the art of illusion that I wanted to master.)
Of the two species, the tenshi are considered the most religious.
Never in her life had she used knives in combat, but her hands still itched for some.
Jessica narrowed her eyes, Shaye not even bothering to return the attempt at a "glare of infinite death".
A small distance away, William watched the scene between the three.
"Well, you’ve certainly changed, Cap’n Sparrow," Bill commented, sitting across from Jack at the local inn.
Seran Lanton swabbed the forward deck of the "Sky Sailor", absentmindedly whistling the tune of "A Pirate’s Life for Me".
For the other, her appearance in his eyes was greatly influenced by the fact that she had always been kind and polite to him, even though he was of a far lower class than hers.
He still had his sparkle, yes... but his smile seemed odd.
"Admon..."
"He’s got these little flecks in the main background of gray-blue, what you’d call a stormy blue... these real dark royal blue flecks and these cornflower blue flecks and everything."
However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not reach the top of the clock.
"I have been in the army," Lokelani looked as if she were going to snap her fingers in Shaye’s face, but instead opted to sweep her hand up into a dramatic fist, "I have been to war."
He stood to the side, looking uncertain, "Are you-"
The music still there but not what is being danced to; there is no music for that.
And starts again, slow, inevitable like a running stream flowing, lifting, drifting lazily around the rocks and carrying the leaves like nothing.
Just grab for the package.
