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Genre: Fantasy
About OrlyLocation: Columbus, Indiana Age:19 Website: http://lumykins.livejournal.com Favorite novels: The Little Prince, Battle Royale, The Picture of Dorian Gray, Harry Potter series Favorite writers: Oscar Wilde, Shakespeare, J.K. Rowling Favorite music: Brahms' Cello Sonatas Non-noveling interests: Reading, watching horror movies, sewing |
Joined: October 5, 2006 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 8 NaNoWriMo buddies: 19
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Brief Author Bio: I'm a short story writer and novelist. I like magic, and tend to write about it. I also like zombies, but don't really write about them. I am obsessed with steampunk, and am insane enough to attempt it this November. Weeelll, I'm really not sure that it'll be precisely steampunk. But I kind of have that sort of tone in mind for the setting. No idea what it's about yet, though. |
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Synopsis: Ribbon Janvier, Hero of Gwen Sauveterre
Gwen is an average seventeen-year-old boy. He works part-time for pocket money, dives whole-heartedly into his hobbies, enjoys hanging out with his friends, and loses his heart to pretty girls.
Of course, his part-time job is at a clockwork flowershop, his hobbies are obsessively drawing what he imagines real nature to be, his best friends are a witch and mechanic, and he's in love with a fictional character.
At least, he thinks she's fictional. But when he sees a girl who perfectly matches the illustrations of Ribbon Janvier, Young Adventuress, Gwen wonders if the love of his life may in face by real. She visits the flowershop and orders an engraved cyclamen. Gwen seizes the chance to learn about her. But what he discovers could be a more sinister truth than he's prepared to handle.
Excerpt: Ribbon Janvier, Hero of Gwen Sauveterre
The three sat in silence, searching through the books. They occasionally glanced up at the numbers, which Rosette had once again put up in the air, but with flashy magical light, rather than gumdrops.
“I’ve got it,” Edwige said after a couple minutes. “Eleventh line on the fifty-first page. ‘She is lost.’”
“And the seventh line on the one hundred and eighteenth page,” Rosette said, “is ‘I’ve found him.’”
Gwen skimmed down page 294 in The Last Flower. “‘He is not what he seems.’” Page twenty, now, flipping backwards and searching, counting. He froze, and took a deep breath. “‘Save me.’”
“Oh. My. God,” Rosette said, staring at Gwen. Then, confused, “What does that mean?”
“‘She is lost. I’ve found him. He is not what he seems. Save me’,” Edwige repeated. “It doesn’t sound good, Gwen, not at all.”
“It’s worse than that,” Gwen said, his brain working through the information. “It’s not just that message. It can’t be. In the books – especially The Last Flower, where half the lines come from – Ribbon is always leaving clues and messages using flowers and their meanings.” It was another reason he loved it so much. He loved the symbolic meanings behind flowers. “Cyclamen...they mean resignation.”
“Resignation?” Rosette asked.
“Yes. It means giving up. Good-bye. Ribbon’s saying good-bye.”
There was silence for several moments, none of them sure what to say. It was overwhelming enough that their favorite fictional character – a strong, powerful female lead - had apparently come to life. It was almost too much that she was now not only in serious trouble, but was giving up. Surrender had never been in Ribbon Janvier’s vocabulary.
Finally, Edwige said, “But to who? And why say ‘save me’ and good-bye?”
Gwen shrugged. He felt like his heart had simultaneously dropped into his stomach and jumped up into his throat. He wasn’t sure how he managed to speak. “I’m delivering the flower tomorrow. We’ll find out then, won’t we?”
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