Genre: Historical Fiction
About Jenna ChristineLocation: Scribbling away. Home Region: Website: http://jennasmidnightmusings.wordpress.com Favorite novels: Too many to count, but here's some: Sherlock Holes, The Notebook, Agatha Christie, The Count of Monte Cristo, The Suicide Club, The Scarlet Pimpernel Favorite music: Basically anything that I feel like listening to or that will get me into the right mood. Non-noveling interests: Dancing::Skiing::Cards::People::Interior Design:: |
Joined: septembre 4, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 52 NaNoWriMo buddies: 19
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Brief Author Bio: Um...where do I start...I'm Jenna Christine (that's my pen name at least) and I absolutely love writting. I'm in the middle of several novels, but I have some plans for some future non-fiction works as well. The craziest place that I've ever written was on a chairlift, though not much was written, I can still say I did it (my pen froze, so I didn't get far) |
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Synopsis: Her Name Was Sybil
Charles has lived in that little town nearly all his life, he has been to that theater dozens of times before, however this time things are different. A friend takes him backstage to meet some of the girls from the show and his eye catches on a girl sitting away from all the activity. Her name was Sybil. An orphan at a young age she now lives for dance. Soon a relationship starts up, but Charles's parents warn him against associating with a dancer. However he doesn't listen, instead becoming more enthralled as Sybil tells him her dreams of becoming a famous dancer in New York. Instantly Charlse offers his financial backing and services as her manager and leaves with Sybil to travel around gathering a small following.
Sybil has talent and people soon start to hear about her. Finally she is on the brink of getting somewhere and one night returns to her dressing room to find an excited Charles waiting for her. Kissing passionately the two seperate - Charles with high hopes for the future. But the next day Sybil is gone...leaving only a note behind explaining that she found someone else who she believed would better be able to obtain her goal.
A heartbroken Charles returns home in disgrace, but Sybil is never far from his mind. Everything reminds him of her and that last kiss haunts him. He wonders if she ever thinks of him in the same way...if his memory stays with her late at night when she's alone...
Excerpt: Her Name Was Sybil
Coming November 1st! (or when I have a good excerpt)
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