I AM WRITING A BOOK!!!!!!!!!
Yes, I have started writing a book. Actually, this will be my fourth attempt at writing a book(though I have done writing stuff for school). I started writing in a notebook that said on the front, "If you wish to be a writer, write," about Susan Pevensie, but I didn't get very far. Then I started typing another book, this time for the Rooglewood Press contest for Sleeping Beauty. I never finished it.
Later on I got an idea to do my own fantasy world. I am still not anywhere near finished and I haven't been working on it as of late, but some day I do want to finish it. Anyways, for the book I am writing currently is going to be called, Dragon Fire. Although, I might change my mind. :)
A bit of a rough draft is that it is about Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, but in fantasy style. One is a girl and the other two are twins, they are all siblings and have different names than above. Instead of them being thrown into a blazing furnace, they are thrown into a huge dragon named Blaze(though I'm not there yet). I am currently only at only 4,047 words, but its a start.
I must admit, I am kind of scared to share snippets. But I must be brave and put my best foot forward. So, here you go.
“Ah…food, the love of my life,” Aza tipped his curly red head back and laughed, “Me and Old Boy are ready when you and Glider are,” he said as he swayed towards Mishael patting Old Boy’s head. “Ha! We were born ready. And is that what you have decided on? OLD BOY?! What a name for a GIRL Pegasus!” Mishael said shaking his head. “Well, we all don’t get what we want in life now do we? And besides, I don’t think “Old Girl,” is very nice, do you? Now, are we going to race or not?” Aza said with a crooked smile.
“He would have eaten your food as well, but I set some aside in the cupboard to hide it from him,” she arose from the table and opened the cupboard to reveal the plate of food. Mishael sat down, “thank you Haniah, what would I do without you?” “You’d be starving thanks to Aza that’s what,” she said with a wink and sat across the table from him and sipped some tea.
She washed off the dishes and put them nicely back in the cupboard. Her own little dragon, Geezer, who had been sleeping on one of the steps that led to the next floor woke up and stretched. “Well, good morning Geezer,” she said with a smile. He had dark blue fur that was very soft and dark green eyes. As soon as Haniah sat at the table to finish reading, Geezer hopped into her lap and was soon fast asleep.
She heard Geezer make a sound she turned and saw him jump from the window after her. Haniah could barely keep up with the man as he pulled her along. Geezer flew as fast as his little wings could carry him. Haniah could barely restrain her tears. “Please,” she said, “why are you doing this?” The man didn’t even acknowledge her, but kept up his fast pace. She turned to look at Geezer, who was starting to fall behind.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aza didn’t understand how this man could know so much about him when he had never seen him before. The man started to turn away again. “These dragons,” said Aza gesturing to the ones he held. “Are newborns which means, they have to be kept warm.” Aza had the feeling that there would be no escape from these men, so he might as well take care of his animals; even if they were stealing them and him.
That's all for now! Many blessings and thanks for reading! ~Morgan