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Genre: Literary Fiction
About blahandahalfLocation: Federal Way, WA Home Region: Age:22 Website: http://www.wallet.deviantart.com Favorite writers: Pablo Neruda, Charles Dickens, Mario Puzo, Rebecca Wells, JRR Tolkien Favorite music: Soundtracks get me going the most! Non-noveling interests: Reading, traveling, running, playing, acting, singing |
Joined: October 18, 2006 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 36 NaNoWriMo buddies: 18
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Brief Author Bio: As far as writing interests go, I like stories that could happen to your run-of-the-mill type people, modern time. Lots of really cool plots happen around us if we look around every now and then. ;) |
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Synopsis: 40 Fortnights
Sari is an eleven year-old girl who, in spite of her best efforts, is never taken seriously. She decides to run away with her sister but after finding her dead, she must attempt to make it on her own. After accidentally building a tree-house on someone else's property, however, she's not quite so alone anymore..
Enter Abe, Adelay, and Allie, who upon finding Sari find companionship in becoming the members of Fortnights, a fort whose meetings are conducted only at nighttime to ensure secrecy. In time the four develop better, more innovative ways to keep the fort and Sari's identity surprisingly well-hidden, but can they keep it up forever? Sari intends to, and she's got the biggest surprise of them all.
Excerpt: 40 Fortnights
She would have stopped if she didn’t see a body at the top of the hill.
Well, she thought it was a body anyway. It was really just a shadow, and she wouldn’t have been able to see anything at all if not for the full moon that night. Even that didn’t help as much because the trees of the forest draped over everything. She’d walked right into a number of sticker bushes already and she was covered with nettles and dirt from head to toe.
But finally, at long last, she made it to the body, dark and face into the ground. There were cut marks all around the skin and half of the clothes on the body seemed to be eaten off. It was the coyote, Sari instantly thought to herself as she tried to flip the long body over in spite of what she already knew from first glance. Flipping the person over would confirm it and she wouldn’t have to cloud herself with disbelief.
Struggling with the weight, Sari’s heart pounded with the strain and with the fear writhing through her body, giving her an icy chill and a pit in her stomach. She was now looking at the face and it did something to her she could never have prepared herself for nor describe, but whatever it was brought her down to her knees and a tremble to her mouth, her eyes watering and staring blindly.
It was Sora Hyatt, watching her, looking straight back with black and listless eyes which faced a fear Sari couldn’t possibly conceive. She didn’t know what it was like.
Indeed, she had never faced death.
