If you happen to be working on some creative writing project, fanfiction or NaNoWriMo or what have you, post exactly one sentence from each of your current work(s) in progress in your journal. It should probably be your favourite or most intriguing sentence so far, but what you choose is entirely your discretion. Mention the title (and genre) if you like, but don't mention anything else. This is merely to wet the general appetite for your forthcoming work(s).
Echoes and Postscripts:
Into the apartment building, up the elevator, down the hallway, and Relena counted her steps rather than rehearse her words one more time.
Kingfisher:
He wants to stay in this moment, where he can continue to hope that Heero will wake up, might wake up, in that precious moment, when it's still possible the spell can be broken.
Restraint of Desire:
He was tempted to count the distance between the rails, as though it would tell him how far he had to go to reach the center of the lightening strike.
Tetractys:
Trowa pursed his lips, running through the things Duo had said, the little gestures, noting the lines around Duo's eyes from years of squinting at threads and tracing patterns in the air that only Duo could see.
