Genre: Fantasy
About blue-scottie-dogsLocation: usa-west coast Website: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=113367018849 Favorite novels: All American Girl, The Chet Geko series, Red Wall Favorite writers: Meg Cabot, Brule Hale, Lewis Carole, Brian Jacques, John R. Erickson,Carolyn Keene Non-noveling interests: old movies and tv, anything retro,music, Drumming, fashion |
Joined: août 10, 2009 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 5 NaNoWriMo buddies: 1
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Brief Author Bio: Im a usa teen whose biggest passions in life are dancing, singing and writing. im all about being creative and have a huge imagination. |
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Synopsis: The Twins of the Myriad
I was very inspired by a project i did in girlscouts years ago. the projec t was called the Nonsense Novel. the way it worked was in alphabetical order we passed a notebook around the rules were we could write as much as we wanted whithen two days then pass it on. though there were many whole in the plot it was a cool story and experience and it inspired my to start (for nanowrimo) a VERY loose somewhat ploteless fantesy novel becuase anything can happen in that genre leaving me the room i needed. more discription to come.
Excerpt: The Twins of the Myriad
Light crept across the room through Esther’s blinds onto her bed; waking her from her deep sleep. Slowly she opened her eyes. Her white stucco ceiling came into view, blurry at first. Her body’s tempo increasing she rose out of bed and slipped off her pink pajama’s letting them drop to the floor. Wearing a white t-shirt and jeans Esther walked gingerly down the stairs. Her kitchen nook and living room’s bright white paint reflects the sun light as she makes her way to the door. The sounds of unseen bird’s songs are lovely and peaceful as they come through the open door. Esther’s eyes popped open abruptly as her dream broke suddenly. Her eyes slowly focused on the violet sky above and the hefty silent bats traveling in it. The clouds of the early dawn looked wispy as they framed the scene so familiar to Esther’s consciousness. She took in the scene as she rose from her bed she was sleeping outside as she always did on cool nights. Esther stared at the seemingly endless horizon. Between here and there were hills of green grass.
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