My Novel

For the month of March my goal was to write a 50,000 word novel. That didn't quite happen, but I've still got a novel in the making. This was definitely a challenge for me to write and I am proud of what I was able to accomplish even though it wasn't my original goal. My manuscript is off to a shaky start but with time I should have everything figured out.
I wasn't sure how to write this book and I had no particular writing process. I just sat down and did it. That is always the hardest part.

Here is a little excerpt:

I was suffocating. I wasn’t breathing. And I was dying.

I could feel it. I could feel everything, until I felt nothing at all.

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“She’s suffered from a broken spine, and we aren’t sure when exactly she’ll wake up. Hopefully, within the next few days, but there is no certainty with these kind of things.”

“She’s only a child, how did this happen?” A sob escaped an older woman’s chest.

“We found her at the bottom of a cliff with no sign of a struggle. Police are investigating the scene as we speak, however the evidence suggests that…  that she did this to herself.”

“We do not have a suicidal daughter, doctor!” The woman rages, her teeth clenched together.

“I’m not suggesting anything. However, I would like for your daughter to have a full recovery and that recovery includes rest. We can talk about this more in the morning.” The doctor replies cooly. He then leaves the room with a silent close of the door.

The woman comes toward my broken body and places her hands on my forehead. “You have to wake up.”  

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***His arms wrap around me. “Don’t.”

“I just want to be with you.” I mumble into his shoulder.

His head rests on mine and I cling tighter to his body, never wanting to let go. “You can’t.”

A tear leaks down my face. “Where are you? Where did you go?” I am gently pushed away from his embrace.

    “Don’t come looking for me. You won’t find me. And don’t do anything stupid. I won’t be here to save you this time.”  He whispers, but his voice isn’t full of pain like mine is.

    “I lov-”

    “Don’t say it. Don’t you DARE say it.” He responds gruffly pulling me back towards his chest.  He holds me there for a few minutes then places a chaste kiss on my forehead. “Goodbye Haleigh.” Then he is gone.***