Snippets From My Book

I recently started working on the sixth draft of my dystopian novel. This time through, I’m focusing on line edits, which has been very tedious and frustrating at times. Over the past few days I’ve only managed to finish four pages.

I’ve been working on this book for about two and a half years now. It began in 2014 as my first ever NaNoWriMo project. After finishing the first book, I realized that there was more to the story. It was a daunting prospect, but I came to accept that it wasn’t just going to be a duology, but a trilogy and, in January of 2015 I began the sequel. After completing the three books, I have now dedicated the past year or so of my life to editing the first one. Here’s hoping it’ll be published one day!

The book is set in futuristic Russia, and deals with a race of super-humans who are being hunted and killed off by the government. It’s comparable to X-Men, but not exactly the same.

Along with the sentences, I’ll also be sharing some visuals. And so, without further ado, here are a few snippets from my book.

Snow wandered to the ground as he scanned the street for a car to steal. As he continued into a neighborhood, he couldn’t get his mind off the poster.

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She laughed and laid back as flowers and plants grew around her body.

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“Tell me where they went.” He knew she would never betray her people. Not for anything.

“I’d rather die,” she growled, her voice sharp as needles.

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The place had an air of creepiness and misery. It was all too easy to imagine a monster walking out from one of the rooms.

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Red and purple lights reflected on her skin as they came to a stop, and her breath fogged the glass as she leaned forward to look.

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Her feet kicked the air as she looked from side to side, taking in everything with wide eyes. The curious joy on her face was the most heartwarming thing he had ever seen.

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Broken twigs crunched underfoot and he paused, realizing just how alone he was out here. The ground was dimly lit by the milky glow of the moon, and his senses were good enough to alert him of a person coming but still, he felt vulnerable.

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The impact was enough to throw him aside, but not enough to knock him unconscious. He was all too aware as hot pain seared his arm, ripping its way through his shoulder and into his brain.

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Hope you enjoyed! I’d love to know which snippet was your favorite! 🙂

Keep creating!

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My Writing Journey- What I’m Working On/Thoughts Going Forward

Since I really do want to have writing as my job in the future, I figured I’d start a section dedicated to my journey and where I am. Hope you enjoy following me on my writing journey!

Two years ago, I started a trilogy of young adult, dystopian sci-fi books for NaNoWriMo 2014. Since then, I have been working on the trilogy and last year, on November 1st, I finished it. After giving it some time to rest while I worked on other projects, I am now returning to it for revisions.

The first book in the series is 159 pages long, and contains 79,874 words. It’s probably a bit on the short side but I’m trying not to worry about that right now. I can always make it longer if I need to.

After about a month of lazy editing, (the intense work begins at Camp NaNoWriMo next month, so I’m giving myself some leeway this month), I have hit page 30 out of 159 on my manuscript. I have deleted one character completely, removed another from the beginning, deleted multiple scenes and added a few as well. 30 pages has turned into 26, and I’m much happier with the story and the way it’s written. I feel like, slowly, it’s becoming the book I had intended it to be.

Editing is by far, not my favorite part of the writing process. I personally love writing the first draft. I love it’s creative freedom and the leniency it gives me to write something terrible and know it’s okay because everyone’s first drafts are terrible. But when I get to editing, I often feel boxed up and stifled. There is no leniency anymore, no more freedom. Suddenly, everything has to be good. Everything has to be perfect. You can no longer just throw a bunch of words on the page and call it okay, you have to meticulously organize them. And that’s what I hate about editing. BUT…

I did come up with a new way of editing that is making it a little more bearable. I created a completely new, empty document, and split my computer screen between that and the doc with my manuscript. Now, looking back and forth, I’m able to completely rewrite the entire story onto a new document, which makes it feel kind of like I’m writing a new story, even though I’m not.

It also makes it easier to change already existing things using this method (in my opinion anyway). For example, when I deleted my character, instead of having to find every scene she was mentioned in and remove her from it, I simply have to remember that she’s no longer in it and not include her. I no longer have to find things, I just have to write. It makes things so much easier.

But here come the thing that’s bothering me most right now. Not the editing, not the stifling perfectionism that comes with it, but the thought of what comes after. Once the second draft is done, the story won’t be able to grow without other people’s opinions and I’ll have to get beta-readers which, as a protective writer, is quite frankly terrifying.

And then after beta-readers comes something maybe slightly scarier. Querying.

And IF I’m lucky enough to get an agent, and when that agent then shops my manuscript around to publishing companies, and then IF a publishing company picks it up and offers me a deal, and IF I actually get published, my book will be out there in the world for ANYONE to see! Which ultimately is the goal and excites me more than anything, but… it also terrifies me.

All in all I guess, writing this second draft seems like the beginning of a very long process of scary new things. I’m committing myself to this project in a way that I’ve never committed to a project before (except my very first book but I’m not sure that counts because I was only a baby writer at the time).

I know I have an amazing family and group of friends who will rally around me and support me through every last second of it but still… it scares me.

So I’m trying to take this all one step at a time. Right now, all I need to focus on is finishing the second draft.  And I’m trying my hardest. I set myself a deadline of July 31st and I plan to be done by then.

And when the time comes, I will think about beta-readers and then after that querying, getting an agent, and then publishing. And can we please not even think about a movie deal? *faints*

Most of that stuff is pretty far into the future, if it ever happens at all, so I’m going to try not to worry about it now. If I’ve learned anything about writing recently it’s that it’s one big waiting game. And I just need to take it one step at a time. So that’s what I’m going to do. 🙂