Portrait de Jade Sabre

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Jade Sabre
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About Jade Sabre

Location: back in the Bend

Home Region:
USA :: Indiana :: Notre Dame

Favorite novels: The Queen of Attolia, Gone with the Wind, The Once and Future King, An Abundance of Katherines, Nightwatch, Eats, Shoots and Leaves, Mrs Dalloway

Favorite writers: Terry Prachett, Margaret Mitchell, Megan Whalen Turner, Timothy Zahn, Jane Austen, Anton Chekhov

Favorite music: Disney soundtracks, quiet rock

Non-noveling interests: reading, fangirling, singing

Joined: octobre 1, 2006

This Year: Official Participant

NaNoWriMo History:
'06 '07 '08

NaNoWriMo posts: 42

NaNoWriMo buddies: 24

 

Brief Author Bio:

Been writing since elementary school, but first discovered a real love for crafting a well-told story while composing...Harry Potter self-inserts for my friends.

Currently attending Notre Dame, the best university in the world, and majoring in English and Philosophy with the goal of becoming That TA that Everyone Hates For Her Hardass Grading. Future Freshmen Comp students, beware!

Synopsis:

The original plot: Young goblin's mother is killed, goblin goes seeking revenge, meets farmboy, meets princess, makes fun of fantasy tropes, gets his revenge, goes home. World may or may not get saved.

Plot as of right now: Young goblin is smarter than other goblins, has to go to smart!goblin school, meets a girl goblin (!), spends a lot of time learning, has conflicted feelings about girl goblin (!), finishes school and passes his finals, sleeps with girl goblin (!!!), starts heading home.

We may or may not return to the original plot. Eventually.

Excerpt:

This was it, after all. The next day, I would be returning to the Desolation, wandering from camp to camp until I found one in need of me. This was my last chance to assert my authority over her, to make her pay for all the times she had humiliated me. I was the one who would be leaving to lead the next generation; she was still here, studying. Sure, she’d studied longer and harder than me, but she had had no right to treat me like some back-dusted unrefined—

“Pictash,” she said, sitting next to me, looking up at the stars, “I know what you’re thinking.”

“Do you?” I asked, and she turned her head to look at me, and I twitched.

“You want to kill me,” she said, her voice holding the same curious and aloof tone it always did. I blinked. “You always have,” she continued. “You don’t like me and you don’t like the way I’ve treated you and you think you’re better than me.”

“Well, I am,” I said, wary, wondering if she was trying to distract me before attacking.

“I thought we were friends,” she said. “Like you read about, in stories.”

“Goblins don’t make friends,” I said. “That’s in the stories too.”

“Only because other people write them,” she said. “We could be the first goblin friends, ever.”

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