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About the_authoressLocation: My laptop Home Region: Age:16 Website: http://writingmaiden.livejournal.com Favorite novels: Monster (and just about any other book by Frank Peretti), These Happy Golden Years, The Secret, The Missing, the Left Behind Series, Wizard, Little Women, and so many more books! Favorite writers: Frank Peretti, Laura Wilder, Beverly Lewis, Louisa May Alcott, Pippin Armour, I know there is more but I cannot think of any more right now. Favorite music: Anything inspiring, Josh Groban, Celtic, or Christian. Non-noveling interests: Reading, Listening to Music, Blogging, dancing in the rain, drinking black coffee, eating dark chocolate, etc. |
Joined: September 3, 2009 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 1 NaNoWriMo buddies: 11
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Brief Author Bio: Greetings! You can call me Laura. I am a sixteen year old Christian girl who considers herself an aspiring Authoress. This is my first NaNoWriMo, and needless to say I am rather excited about it! I am rather strange, shy, and sarcastic. I have been Homeschooled all my life, and I LOVE it!!! When I am not writing you can find me either reading or messing with graphics and HTML on my laptop. You can visit my graphics blog here: www.homeschoolblogger.com/TheAuthoress . |
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Synopsis: The Second Dimension
The Second Dimension is the second book in a series of four. In it, the young Magician Noah travels to Chicago with his father where they run into the Demon Kain...again. This time, they must stop him from destroying a girl named Amberlee. Amberlee was abused as a young child and has never known true love or what God is like. Can Noah bring her to the Light before the Darkness claims another victim?
Excerpt: The Second Dimension
Noah felt fine, meaning that he was managing to ignore the gut feeling that something bad was going to happen. Silently, he followed his dad and Alex through the bustling airport. But this time he was not interested in watched the people around him.
For some reason, even though Noah kept telling himself that he was fine, he felt strangely numb. Everything seemed to be moving slowly, like it was moving through the water. Struggle to move, struggle to live.
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