I was tagged back by this fellow blogger/writer, Ashley Nixon, and I'm really excited about it because I get to expose my WIP! Thanks for the tag:)
The rules are:
1. Go to page 77 of your WIP
2. Go to line 7
3. Copy the first 7 sentences or paragraphs exactly as they are written, no cheating.
4. Tag 7 authors and let them know.
So here's my excerpt, and I went with the 7 paragraphs otherwise it wouldn't have made much sense:
....have the education to know to seek it for them, and we are not always aware of the need.”
Grabbing his stethoscope, we left the clinic together and walked to Anita's house. I called out “Buenas tardes” to the open door, and to my surprise, a woman appeared with Anita close behind. She was smiling, and welcomed us into the dark room. I introduced myself and the doctor, but she already knew who I was from Anita. She thanked me for helping with the baby.
“Gracias senorita,” She said smiling self-consciously. “It's difficult. I have to work on the farm, and I can't take them with me. The walk is difficult, very difficult.”
It was obvious she was uneducated, probably illiterate, as most of the farmers were. It wasn't that she chose to be a bad mother, she just didn't know any other way to be.
Doctor Felipe looked the baby over and encouraged the mother to nurse her when she could, and I added that I had bought a special milk in powder that could be mixed with boiled or filtered water and given in a bottle. Felipe decided that I should be in charge of giving the vitamins, to ensure the correct amount was given, and the mother agreed. She seemed embarrassed but grateful that we were concerned about her children. I asked her permission to take care of them in the afternoon when I was finished at the clinic, and she agreed without hesitation, thanking me profusely.
Over the next few weeks I watched Luisa begin to fatten up and become more lively. When she would catch sight of me, she would begin to wave her arms and legs and babble at me. We were filling a void in each other's life of love and affection. I hadn't realized how much I was missing until Anita and Luisa came into my life. My days were filled at the clinic with the same cold shoulder from Marta, but my nights came alive with the town's children. But things were about to improve at the clinic for me as well.
Doctor Felipe had been approached by some men from a neighboring, remote village back off the main road by about forty-five minutes. They requested that he come to see the people there once a week, and provided him with an old moped to make the trip a little easier. Felipe had agreed, and decided that I would accompany him while Marta stayed behind to run the main clinic. It was the best arrangement I could have hoped for, having the chance to assist him all on my own. I had been trying hard to keep the peace, but I had to bite my tongue frequently with Marta ordering me around like I was a nursing assistant with less knowledge and experience than herself. The truth was, she had never even gone to school for nursing, she had merely been placed in the position by her uncle, who was a government official.
So that's my WIP, raw and unedited. I still have about half of the novel left to write, and since I'm a procrastinator, who knows when I'll be done!
Finally, I have to tag 7 authors:
Living a Dream
A Chronicle of Dreams
And that's my post for the day!