I’ve pondered over what to write this week for a few hours. My indecision wavering from one thought to another. It was my birthday yesterday and while I received many gifts, I realised I had a gift to give in return.
For my followers, readers and fellow writing enthusiasts my gift to you today is a sneak peek at the first chapter of my novel, Nature’s Destiny. As I’ve previously posted my Prologue, it seemed only fitting that I follow on from that. I hope you enjoy reading it.
Hysteria penetrated my body. I couldn’t think straight and my head thumped from the blinding pressure. I could see black dots floating above my eyes. I knew I was about to pass out.
I tried to breathe evenly, taking big gulps of air and letting them whoosh out of me. I couldn’t pass out, not now. I had to stay calm, I needed to work out what was going on. I stuck my head between my legs, which should have worked, but made no difference.
The searing pain in my head increased and I felt the urge to give in to the darkness. I couldn’t resist it anymore.
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I stretched my arm out and patted the bed, but it was no use I couldn’t find it. I was too sleepy to really care, and I could feel the pull of my dreams drawing me back to sleep. The phone could wait, for now I needed to rest.
I could hear a faint pounding in my dream, it matched the rhythm of paws hitting the ground as I ran. The noise grew louder the closer I got to my destination. “Luna, are you there? Come on girl, open up!” Huh, that’s odd, I could’ve sworn that was Sky’s voice.
The constant thudding increased and my head started to hurt all over again. “Luna, I swear if you don’t open this door in two seconds I’m going to kick it down!” With that threat, I realised I wasn’t dreaming anymore, that was definitely Sky’s irritated voice I could hear. Intent on keeping my door on its’ hinges I leapt out of bed and dashed through the house to open it.
“Geez, Sky, there’s no need to get all dramatic!” I couldn’t help sounding sullen, I was enjoying my dream too much for it to be over. The second I opened the door she came barging in. “Hello, to you too!” OK, so maybe I was grumpy, but she deserved it.
I closed the door behind her and turned to face her. She’d better have a good reason for interrupting my sleep.
As I continue to edit Nature’s Destiny, I can’t switch my mind off from the many self-publishing tasks ahead. Today’s thought of choice is Beta Readers, and the irony of this title isn’t lost on me.
I have researched and pondered many times over this topic, and inevitably questioned whether anyone would even want to Beta Read my novel. It is such a trusting nature, to send off your pride and joy to someone unknown, in the hopes that they won’t tear it apart completely. I know as a general rule, that I won’t please everyone, but the majority? Yes please!
That means feedback is the only way forward.
I have an awesome, talented, writer buddy whose promised to read my novel – providing I haven’t scared her off already. I value her opinion, and I’m really excited to hear what she has to say about it.
I’m getting ahead of myself, because as I say, I’m only at the editing stage now, but I like to be prepared. It’s good to have a schedule, right?
So I’m wondering, are there any other Beta Readers out there who’d like to read my novel when it’s ready?
The wind howled against the window as the trees swayed rhythmically to the beating of the rain. I watched as the leaves fell off the branches and floated towards the sodden ground. Shades of red, orange, yellow and brown littered the path, hiding the concrete beneath.
I gathered my favourite blanket around me and huddled closer to the soft fabric, keeping the cold from setting in. The temperatures had dropped dramatically as the glistening frost crept across the cars outside.
I inhaled the delicious scent of hot chocolate adorned with whipped cream and marshmallows, smiling in anticipation. The chocolaty goodness warmed my body as it satisfyingly slid down my throat.
It was that time of year for homemade soup, fire and scary films. For pumpkins to ambush stores and homes, and for children to consume their body weight in sweets after a painful week of shopping for the perfect costume. And of course, tissue boxes cluttered the house, ready for that inevitable ‘common’ cold.
Dark nights graced my evenings sooner than before, and inspiration comforted my writers’ mind.
Autumn had arrived.
It’s that time of year where writers stock up their cupboards, dig out their cosy pyjamas, and litter the house in post-it notes. That’s right folks, National Novel Writing Month is upon us.
Though I already feel like I’ve competed in this form once already this year I’m contemplating par taking again. Why? Because I’m clearly crazy! As some of you may know from reading my previous posts, I’ve just finished writing my first novel which I spent the month of August doing. I’m deep in the stages of editing now, but I can’t shut my mind away from the lurking, I mean tempting, month of November.
I have quite a busy life at the moment, which by the way, I’m willing to trade with anyone who has free time. Go on, you know you want to. Wink, wink! Between my bakery course, business, writing course and current novel I have extremely limited time left. So my question is:
Do I NaNoWriMo via the website? Or do I do the sensible thing and join in when I can without signing up?
I have a few ideas as to what will happen in the sequel to my novel, Nature’s Destiny, but I want to invest the appropriate time it deserves in it. You can understand that right?
After all this deliberation I still haven’t reached my decision. Perhaps I’ll leave that down to you. What are your thoughts?
To be, or not to be involved with NaNoWriMo? That is the question.