About ElshaAprilLocation: Indiana Home Region: Age:27 Website: http://wellintentionedindecision.blogspot.com/ Favorite novels: Children/Teen Fiction Favorite writers: Ann Brashares, Megan McCafferty, Stephanie Meyer, J.K. Rowling, Eoin Coffer, Christofer Paolini, Favorite music: silence Non-noveling interests: Reading, Teaching, |
Joined: Juli 27, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 1 NaNoWriMo buddies: 3
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Synopsis:
Waking on a remote island far from home, Trenton discovers he was left by his own father! Taken in by an islander, he begins the journey that will lead him to genuine compassion, romance, danger, and the true meaning of friendship.
Excerpt:
I had gone with my cousins and friends down to the pool house. We swam and then called some girls over to relax in the hot tub once the adults had drank enough to settle in the family room and not worry about us. We found beers and wine in the basement bar, unattended. We all had a little to drink, I suppose. But something prevented us from partying as late as we wanted. What was it?
Dad! Dad found us, and the girls, all drinking, and he was very mad. He yelled, but I laughed. Oh no! I had been sloshed and laughed at my father! I don’t remember what he said to me, but I will never forget his face. It was red, frowning, shouting, and the vein in his forehead was throbbing over his left eye. Somehow, then, it seemed funny, since I didn’t feel anything but serene and bubbly. Then what? I don’t remember what happened next.
Where am I?
I stood up. My head swam. I sat back down. I suddenly felt like retching. I moved the fur hide out of the way and leaned over as my stomach rolled and pained. I’ve never felt this bad upon waking! Maybe I had been drugged!
I decided to find out whose summer party tent I was visiting. I stepped into the blinding sunlight and squinted into a dense tropical rainforest. This was some secluded summer home locale! I rubbed my eyes again, trying to figure out where exactly I was, maybe spot a skyscraper over the trees, or hear a car zoom past. A very colorful bird flew right in front of me from a tree and screeched. It was that bird that made me realize I was definitely NOT in any place I had been before! In fact, I was probably not even on the North American continent!
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