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12.01 am

It is impossible to sleep. I have worked myself right in to this whole NaNoWriMo thing. So what the heck…I am starting right now. Well as soon as I post this I am. Not even going to look online until I have done as much as I need to. I need to get a little ahead as I am off to a wedding this weekend in Auckland. I am leaving Saturday morning and will be away until later Sunday…so I won’t get any writing done Saturday.

Just to keep you entertained…here is Scene 1 from Chapter 1. Remember this is only a first draft guys so it needs…well it needs work.

Chapter 1

 

Where there is great love, there exists great tragedy. It is the tragedy that opens the enormous capacity inside of men for devotion to another that is greater than their instinct for self preservation.

 

 

Darkness shrouds the city. The light from the Citadel window falls on the bleached skulls that pave the square below and refracts back illuminating the men and their mounts as they wait. Beside me my brother reins in his mount, both impatient to be off.

He is my mirror image, except for the eyes. Zak’s eyes are a soft clear blue, like the inside curve of a wave, our mother’s eyes. His face no longer sprouting the first soft downy hairs of youth but bristled and more defined as he enters his manhood. His eyes are bright, and his smile full and easily given. The sight of him mounted and ready to leave brings a pain to my chest.

“I’ll keep you safe brother,” I swear quietly. I shall bring you home untarnished, if I must die in doing so, I silently add. Beside him is Evijan. Our mothers had birthed us on the same day; we had played together as children. We had passed through our manhood rites together, hunted together, lain with our first woman on the same night, fought our first battle by each other’s side. After he breathed in, I would breathe out. As he ran his gaze over Zak, he nodded slightly and I knew my brother would be protected should I fall.

A young groom appears and hands me Wraith’s halter. He is out of breath and dishevelled.

“I see he has been up to his usual trickery.” Wraith’s stark white coat is broken up with slashes of black and silver, running from his backbone vertically down his legs, as well as spiralling together in his great horn. “Do not worry lad, he has bested many besides you.”  The unicorn had been a gift from my father. I had wondered many times if there was a meaning behind the gift. Wraith is the most complex of the creatures, but I trust him as I do my own limbs.

“Wraith,” I ask him, “will you carry me on this journey?” His black eyes study mine before he lowers his head. Springing on his back I feel his muscles undulate as they fit to my body. Another six men form two rows behind us, the last of them leading our pack animals.

“Why is it I am always gifted with a view of your behind?’ Jareth asks, older than I by two cycles he is the most experienced hunter amongst the party. His keen eyesight and sense of smell had often kept my belly full, and his good humour is quick to raise the dourest of spirits.

“So I do not have your incessant babble constantly in my ears.”

“Oh my friend, you wound me,” I can feel his smile.

Go,” I whisper to Wraith in my head, and he begins to fly over the ground. I let him lead, winding his way through the dark city. We make no sound and his hooves leave no imprint in the earth beneath them. Passing through the city gates I see the moon begin to rise.

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Chapter 6

It took a while, but the dreaded chapter 6 is actually written. I am stunned that it ever got finished.

Why?

Because it had its own agenda. It kept going off in directions that were NOT planned.

Chapter 7 has now been bumped up the list to chapter 8, because chapter 6 has demanded another chapter to follow on to round things up.

One new character emerged in chapter 6 that I never saw coming. But HE makes sense and gives the main character a new dimension. I will need to be careful though – I don’t want to spin off in too many different directions and confuse the reader.

But I like where chapter 6 has taken me. I have sent it off via e-mail to all my darling critiques. I will now sit here waiting – hoping they get it (the storyline I mean – not the e-mail), and they like it.

The trouble is I have so many ideas rattling around that I have to be careful they don’t confuse things. I have already decided that there needs to be another book. A prequel to this one, but I have also fallen in love with the main character’s mother – even though she doesn’t have much to do in this book – and I want to tell her story.

In getting to know the main character I have gotten to know and respect his mother.

I remember reading an interview with Stephenie Meyer about the book Eclipse. In it she had a character that she ended up writing a novella about – Bree. She said how she wished that she had not killed her off in Eclipse because she would have liked to have a different ending for the novella.

I feel that way about D’s mother. So at present that brings the tally of books to be written to 3.

Hmm…time to stop writing about writing the damn book, and actually get back to writing it.