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Genre: Young Adult & Youth
About twenty-sixcoloursLocation: Brookfield, PA/Northampton, MA Home Region: Age:20 Favorite writers: Murasaki Shikibu. Roald Dahl. Gerard Manley Hopkins. Urasawa Naoki. And a few others. Favorite music: Loud, fast gypsy music. And 80s, o'course. Non-noveling interests: Generally being a badass. |
Joined: October 6, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 20 NaNoWriMo buddies: 2
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Brief Author Bio: 26, or literarily, W. A. Greenstreet, is embarking on a mission this year, to Git R Donne. The bits of fiction that make their appearance during the month of November will not all pertain to Imperium, but that's something with which the author has come to terms. In his free time, 26 enjoys terrible movies, British television and anything Japanese and hilarious. |
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Excerpt: Imperium (A High School Story)
At that moment, her stomach decided to give a ripping growl. Discomfort inched through her, and fingers tightened around the food.
And then Evi let loose a piercing scream.
Her skin was on fire, it burned so much. What was happening? What was that sound? That smell? She threw the objects in her hands as far as possible, which in her pain was only a few feet, to lay against the shelves of baking supplies.
What in nine hells was going on? Her palms were red and searing, a pain from nowhere, and a terrible mixing of scents was rising up. She watched with stiff horror her trembling, outstretched hands and the packages that lay just beyond.
It was impossible to even consider, but that smell…the packages were…
She couldn’t stop screaming. None of this could possibly be real. She couldn’t really be standing here, burning her own hands and watching a package of hot dogs cook itself on the grungy supermarket floor. A high, breathless voice ran like a frantic banner round and round her head, but couldn’t hope to exit her throat:
Where was the source?
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