Hey everyone! Since I've completed the first draft and have officially started querying agents, I've started a Facebook page so I can easily update people on what's going on and communicate with everyone. If you'd like to "like" it, I'd love the support! 


The Guardian Series

Phase 1: Complete

So it's been awhile, but I have officially completed the first draft. It came in at a little more than 33,000 words which is not where I want it to be or where it needs to be to be publishable. BUT that's okay. I have scenes already that I want to add and have begun the editing/rewrite/second draft portion. I have some lovely ladies who have been with me throughout the writing process who have given me their input as well so I'm feeling very positive about it. I'd like to get it up to around 55,000 if possible before I start soliciting for a literary agent. Keep your fingers crossed! And as always, I love you guys for following me on this new project and being the best support system any aspiring author could ask for. I'll keep you all updated!

Break

After taking a bit of a break from writing this story, I've sat down and gotten a rough draft outline for the second half of the book. I'm definitely more apprehensive about this half since it wasn't as set in stone as the first, but I'm confident that I'll work it out. Thank you again for the support and stay tuned for updates! I know, no matter what happens with it, I'll have something to be proud of when I'm finished and I hope one day you all get to read it : )

New excerpt!

On the corner, just under the dim light of the streetlight, was a man. He was shrouded in shadows and a little unfocused through the heavy rain, but he was there. And he was staring right at me. I leaned forward, trying to get a better look at him.

A car came to a stop at the corner opposite him and turned, exposing him in the headlights. As the light washed over his features, my breath caught in my throat. A moment later, my feet were racing across my floor. I opened the door and thundered down the hallway towards the stairs. I had to get to him. I had to convince myself that I wasn’t crazy. I wasn’t seeing things. Despite all rationality, he was here. Ash was here.

I stumbled down the steps, taking them two at a time until I reached the lobby. I pushed open the front door and stepped barefoot out into the rain. I raced towards the corner as the rain pelted against my skin. My hair matted down to my face, soaking up the rain as I ran.

I stopped abruptly at the crosswalk and found myself staring straight across the road into Ash’s eyes. He was quiet, ummoving as he stood like a statue under the same streetlight.

I pushed my hair away from my face and shivered as I chewed on my lip. I tried to fight a smile. I swear I did. But this was Ash. The simple act of being here made me fall in love with him all over again. It was just the way he was.

A small smirk played on his lips as he pulled his hand from his pocket and offered me a slight wave.

I looked both ways on the street, anxious to get to him. I tapped my foot as a large truck barreled towards us, and waited for it to pass. It flew by and I stepped out onto the street only to find the sidewalk across from me completely empty.

I blinked, thinking that maybe he’d come back. When that didn’t work, I jogged over and looked everywhere for any sign of his presence. Anything.

“Ash!” I screamed, feeling like the subject of a cruel joke. “Ash!”

A car drove by me and splashed me with rain water as it honked wildly. I spun around, grabbing at the ends of my hair to keep myself from going crazy.

I felt like a stranger in my own life. Like I was watching it on the movie screen, yelling at the stupid girl to stop acting like such an idiot.

I missed him all the time, but I’d never had such an intense reaction to that feeling. Smells. Voices. Hallucinations. I tried to convince myself that none of it was real. That my mind was making it all up. But I couldn’t. Something…something in the pit of my chest was telling me it was real. I was determined to find out why.

Almost halfway

Almost halfway through the month and I'm nowhere near where I need to be. I'm finding that writing original characters are a lot harder to write and take much more time. Hopefully I can do some catch up this weekend. BUT no matter when I finish the novel, even if its not this month, it will definitely get finished. :)

First excerpt!

I posted my first excerpt on my NaNoWriMo page today because I actually started writing last night at midnight. While I won't be posting every single thing I write. Here's the excerpt!

The moment glass shatters is actually quite beautiful. Not many people really get the chance to appreciate the magnificence because it happens so instantly. So quick that you blink and it’s done. But when you’re convinced you’re about to die, everything moves in slow motion.

I didn’t see whatever made him jerk the wheel violently to the left. I felt my body slam hard against the restraint of the seat belt as we spun and rocketed towards the guard rail. As we plowed into it, the car started to tilt as gravity pulled me roughly back towards the earth.

I looked over to the driver’s side, expecting to hear my boyfriend’s piercing scream. There was nothing but silence as he stared back at me with his deep green eyes. There was no panic, no fear behind them as he gripped tightly onto the steering wheel.

My head snapped forward as we hit the ground and rolled. Once. Twice. The third time the glass of the windshield shattered. It started as the tiniest crack before imploding into a thousand tiny particles.

I held my arms up to shield myself a moment before the air was knocked from my lungs, leaving me gasping for air. I felt myself slipping away and I knew I was dying. My body was limp, practically numb. A strange haze clouded my eyesight, but I could have sworn I saw a dark shadow in front of me and a touch so light that it felt like a feather against my skin. Before the darkness swallowed me completely, I finally heard his voice utter two small words. The last words he’d ever speak.

“It’s done.”

Countdown

So NaNoWriMo officially begins in a little less than 2 hours.

Feelings (Woah, Woah, Woah Feelings....)

• Extremely excited. I've rewritten my first paragraph in my head a million times, just dying to get it down on paper.
  
• Afraid that I won't live up to my expectations.
  
• Curious to track how others are doing and looking forward to seeing what they come up with.
• Optimistic about seeing where this goes after November ends.

Here's a cheers (I'll drink to that Rihanna) to my fellow NaNoWriMo'ers all over the world. Byah!