Twice Lucky

Last week, the fabulous Tameri Etherton tagged me in a little game us writers like to pass around called Lucky Seven.  Really, it’s just a medium we use to goad each other into sharing snippets of what we’re currently working on.  Writers (maybe it’s just me, but I’m inclined to think it’s a community disposition) are equal parts terrified and eager to share what we’ve written.  It’s easier for us if it looks like a game.

Here are the rules to Lucky Seven:

1) Go to page 77 of current manuscript

2) Go to line 7

3) Post the next 7 paragraphs, lines, or sentences – writer’s choice.

Like a man trying to teach a poodle to fly, I’m tossing those rules right out the window.

I’ve already done the Lucky Seven with SHRILUGH (you can read it here), and I’m not ready to do it with the second book in the series, DARKENING.  I have another story that’s as bare-bones as you can get, but those beginning stages of writing are precious to me – not easily given up for any eyes to see.

So, instead, I’m going to share with you a prophecy, and a song.  The first is a thread in the SHRILUGH series, and the second is something I wrote to give an old drunk in the third book something to sing on his birthday.  Will these make you want to read what I’m working on?  I don’t know.  But I sure had fun writing them.


There stands a door in ancient trees;
Not for weakened hands to reach.
Yet some have passed in earlier days,
When darkness reigned in evil ways.
Abominations; Ancientborn;
Those aged stories, all forlorn
Will be retold with different names – 
But stories, themes, remain the same.
Revenge’s sister Justice, sweet,
Stands tall in her own courtroom, keeps
A list of those who hold her dear,
And those who falsely call to her
While her dark sister whispers
Evil nothings in their ears.



Oh! As I was a’goin’ o’er the Ovedlea Mountains
I met a bonny lass, she was cryin’ like a fountain.
I handed her my ‘kerchief, I let her snot my sleeve,
And she produced a shiny blade and robbed me clean indeed!
Oy! Hey-o, hey-o, she robbed me clean indeed!
Oh! As I sat there bleedin’ on the Ovedlea Mountains
Another bonny lass came and offered me a flagon.
Parched was I, said ‘Thankya’, and drank the bitter mead,
Swallowed too soon, realized too late, the bitch had poisoned me!
Oy! Hey-o, hey-o, she poisoned me, indeed!
Oh! As I lay there dyin’ on the Ovedlea Mountains,
A maiden fair as evening came ridin’ on a stallion.
She offered me elixir, if I would just concede,
A nod of my head, a wave of her hand, she bought my soul indeed!
A nod of my head, a wave of her hand, she bought my soul indeed!
Oh! Now I spend my days wanderin’ Ovedlea Mountains,
A soul-less bastard be I, man shriveled and man shrunken.
A lesson learned not one time, not once, nor twice, but three,
A maiden fair, a bonny lass, will be the death of me!
Oy! Hey-o, hey-o, she’ll be the death of me!

This is where I’m supposed to tag seven other writers.  Since I’ve already broken all the rules, I’m gonna do it again.  I’m tagging YOU!  That’s right, yon reader.  Do you have a manuscript in the works?  I wanna see a snippet.  If you want to participate, leave a link to your blog in the comments, along with the date you’re gonna run the post.  I’ll pop by and read!  Or, if you prefer, leave your excerpt in the comments here. Hey, I broke the rules.  *shrug*  You can, too.  I won’t rat you out, promise.

Hey, if you’re interested in SHRILUGH, or the book that’s coming after it, DARKENING, go check out these Pinterest boards:


SHRILUGH, AS YOU SEE IT (this one’s put together by my beta-readers)



19 thoughts on “Twice Lucky

  1. EllieAnn says:

    these are so cool. I loved the prophecy, but especially the second stanza. perfect! And the drinking song was so fun to read. It’s things like this that really draw me into stories. you’re an awesome writer, Myndi!

  2. Thea Atkinson says:

    Nice! I love going against the grain and do so often as well. Staying the mapped out course is just not always the best way to get somewhere…I like that you are inviting us all to break the rules too. So, here’s mine: (I’m not up to page 77 in my current MS, so I’ll go with page 1 (yeah, I’m just beginning the new one) line 7, next paragraph. Thanks for the invite to play.
    From the Elemental Magic Series Book Two:

    What kept the babe alive, Taetha would never know, but the brown magics could be good and the power, when it was harnessed as it was in this child, was strong. No doubt the babe psyched the water from the very air around her what she needed to sustain her, but even that couldn’t keep the tiny heart beating for much longer. She needed to eat.

  3. Shannyn Schroeder says:

    First, I love the drinking song. Makes me want to know more about the guy singing it. I’ve done the lucky 7 before on my blog with other MSs, but I can play again here. This is from my contemporary romance (still in revision stages) that should be out next spring with Kensington:
    “I haven’t been able to get your lips out of my head.” He stepped closer, keeping his hands in his pockets. Lowering his head, he spoke close enough to feel her breath on his face. “I want to taste you.”
    She closed her eyes and swallowed. “We had an agreement.”
    “Name your price.”
    “What?” Her eyes flew open.
    He suddenly realized the remark sounded like he was propositioning a hooker. He stepped back to think clearly.
    Thanks for letting me play

  4. Kassandra Lamb says:

    Hmm, I never realized what a dark side you have, Myndi Shafer. The prophecy poem gave me the shivers (good kind of shivers), and actually so did the drinking song. Is the singer meant to be Irish?

    I am going to accept the challenge and continue the game on the misterio press blog next week. I’ll post an announcement on FB when it’s up there. Thanks for inviting us to play!

  5. Paul Rice says:

    Quite a drinking song! What happens next? Probably not a romance.

    I’m a nonfiction writer. This is the first part of what I sent to my copy editor this morning:

    I open up this third eBook in the Pimp ur Blog series to multiple co-authors. Many bloggers and authors have experiences with Google and Amazon that they would like to share. Many more people will benefit if these experiences were shared.

    My offer for Pimp ur Blog Episode Three: Working with Amazon and Google is to publish another edition each time I receive another co-author’s material. I will, of course, publicize each Episode Three edition with press releases, bookmark links on three-dozen social bookmarking sites, blog posts, social media, and inclusion of blurbs for each co-author’s other works.

    I will add permanent links to each co-author’s blog or website on each page. The eventual result will be that each co-author’s name and/or blog will make its way into 100 or so associated links and references in Google’s search results!

  6. Karen Rought says:

    I loved this! It’s always great when authors put songs in their books because I think it gives a distinct impression of what kind of world the characters live in. This one was informative and funny and I just downright loved it. Thanks for sharing, Myndi!

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