Hehe, these are fun ones.
19. First line of a WIP youâre working on.Â
Since itâs such a short line and Iâm so excited to finally be writing again, Iâll also throw in a quick 21 (last line I wrote on this WIP).
âWhat do you need? If it is in my power to give it, I will.âÂ
30. Favorite line youâve ever written.Â
Tough choice but in the realm of my published work, Iâd have to say itâs the following snippet from parks & recreation. For about 80% of the fic I honestly couldnât tell you if I wrote a particular line or if luckee did, but this is one of a few that I know were definitely me. A little (okay, a lot) more than a line, but hey, this question is self indulgent by nature.Â
Watching the careful way Anakin turned the wood in his hands, the precision with which he made each cut, it seemed impossible that the knife had ever suggested threat or violence. Anakin wielded it with the same thoughtfulness, the same delicacy, with which he had coaxed the spider into his hands, or held the photo of his mother. With which he had cupped Obi-Wanâs face and stroked his skin.
Obi-Wanâs inward breath stopped halfway, as if by some sudden shock. It was as though the very same knife had been slipped between his ribs. What else could explain this pain that now lanced through him, near unbearable, but at the same time more acute, more real than anything he could remember? He closed his eyes against the feeling, and the firelight imprinted itself in dancing gold on the black.
He opened them, and it felt like waking up.
What can I say? Itâs fun to write the exact moment that someone falls in love, even if they havenât quite realized thatâs what theyâre feeling yet.Â
