(This photo belongs to the lovely Holly and you can find the link to her blog in the first paragraph.)
Hello lovely people!
I was tagged by Holly to do the Work In Progress Wednesday tag that- if I’m not mistaken- she made herself! (Don’t correct me if I’m wrong. I like living in my fantasy world.)
I just realized a nano-second ago that it’s not Wednesday where I live yet. It’s 7:55 on a Tuesday, but I’ll do it anyway because it’s Wednesday somewhere.
I don’t have much else to say, so I’ll just get on with the questions:
How many works in progress do you currently have in progress?
I have *mumbles*. “What was that?” I’m working on *more mumbles*. “I didn’t quite catch that.” I’M WORKING ON 11 NOVELS, OKAY?!
Tell us about them!
All 11? If you say so…..
The first is one that I wrote when I was ten. It’s about a girl who can see ghosts and her neighbor just so happens to be a ghost and they fall in love and whatnot. I’m currently revising this one.
The second is the sequel to the one previously mentioned. This is halfway done with the first draft.
The next one is a book about this girl who meets this guy who is actually a flower. I’ve written a few chapters of it.
Next up is the one that I usually say I’m currently working on. It’s about a girl who finds out she lives in a world of robots and then joins this rebellion where they try to take over the main organization. I’m about halfway done writing this one.
What number is this one? I don’t even know. This one is the one I wrote for NaNoWriMo 2016. It’s about a girl who is kidnapped and brought to this glass dome under the Pacific Ocean where no one knows they actually live under the ocean. This is in the process of being edited.
Let’s see, next is a secret project I’m working on that I can’t tell you much about. I’ve only written a few chapters of this one.
I also have one about a human girl raised by zombies. I have the prologue up on my blog and you can find it here. I also have the first two chapter after that.
The next one is a New Adult book about a girl who was kidnapped and she sets out to find her younger siblings who’ve been orphaned after their parents were murdered by the kidnappers. I haven’t written anything other than a paragraph of this one.
I’m also writing a contemporary that follows two characters who fall in love as they struggle to belong in high school. This is a pretty long book and I’ve only written about a fourth of it.
Second to last is a vampire one. (Yes, I can hear the groaning.) I have it written two ways because I’m not completely sure how I want it to go so I can’t really tell you what it’s about. 😛 This has a few chapters as well.
Lastly, I have one about fugitive witches! It has one chapter currently written.
Who’s your favourite character from your projects?
I’m going to have to go with Free from my zombie book titled Land of the Free.
Don’t hold back, tell us all about said favourite character!
Free is a 17 year old who was raised by zombies since she was four. No, she doesn’t speak zombie because zombie is impossible to learn unless you are…. a zombie. Even though she was raised by the undead, she has a very lively personality. She loves reading the classics that she finds in abandoned houses and likes to think of her life as one big story (little does she know- it is!). She’s not one to easily fall in love until her Romeo comes along…
How did this project come about?
I don’t really remember. It was most likely a dream or something like that.
What’s the best part of this project for you? Which bit do you most enjoy?
I think the best part about writing this is that the main character was raised by zombies! She has no idea about the outside world other than the four years she spent in a safe house where no one even had names- just numbers. It’s nice to go inside her head and see what she sees.
Share something from the project with us! A favourite line, a scene, something you feel comfortable with.
Like I said, I already posted the prologue that you can find here if you didn’t catch it the first time so I’ll put up some of the first chapter!
I woke up to the sound of my mother shuffling around the kitchen and grunting to herself. My face was smashed against the hardwood floor where I slept every night for as long as I could remember. It was super dirty, but my mother wasn’t that good at cleaning since everywhere she went just brought more dirt.
By the look of the sun shining through the broken window, I guessed it was around noon. The air was filled with a moldy smell that all the Febreeze in the world couldn’t get rid of. Someone passed my window and slowly turned their head to glance my way but continued what they were doing.
I got up, folded my blanket, and shoved it in the corner then went to the kitchen to greet my mother. When she heard my footsteps, she turned around and crouched in a low animal stance. I laughed and she got back up to give me a brown banana. It was still edible, but not the tastiest. You learn to live with it, though, when it’s the only thing you have to eat other than humans.
I sat at our small kitchen table and ate my old banana as my mother came over to me and licked my hair. It was something she did every morning and it ensured that I smelled like the undead, so I wouldn’t get eaten.
“Free,” my father breathed as he walked in the house from doing God knows what. My mom and dad called me Free and for three reasons; a) It’s easy enough for them to say and remember, b) it’s my favorite word, and c) I never had a name, so Free seemed like a good choice.
I heard ‘free’ frequently on my neighbor’s battery powered radio. “Land of the free and home of the brave. We won’t be free and brave forever,” or “No survivors can risk being free. Everyone needs to be in a safe house immediately.”
My mother grunted to my dad and he sighed in response. Thirteen years of living with zombies and I still have no idea what they’re saying. Some things you pick up on and other things, you fit them into context. Like if something’s on fire (that actual happens a lot) the zombies yell loudly. Obviously they are tired of things catching on fire.
I speak English, but I don’t really speak. I can’t talk to zombies and I don’t understand zombies, so there isn’t really a reason to speak a language no one else knows.
She finished licking my hair and then wiped her dirty hands down my face. She gave me one of her kitchen knives like she did every day so that I could stab whoever tried to eat me.
Usually when she gave me her knife, it meant she had things to do and wanted me out of the house, so grabbed my favorite book, Little Women, and left, throwing my banana peel on the counter in the process.
I waved at my neighbor who doesn’t have a name as he put another rusty bicycle on top of his junk pile. It was at least as tall as me, but he just kept stacking more things. He’s what I like to call a hoarder zombie.
There are four categories of zombies that I have come up with; the hoarder zombies who take anything and everything, the military zombies who will kill anything that gets in their way, the caretaker zombies who take care of the children and the house-ones like my mother- and then there are the regular zombies. Those are the ones that just roam around looking for food. They may not get back for weeks at a time and some don’t even make it back.
We’ve done happy positive stuff, so tell us, what’s the most difficult part of this project?
I think that the most difficult part of writing this is setting. I’m not very good at writing setting in general, but for some reason, I’ve been having a lot of difficulty in this book.
What do you feel is the weakest point of this project?
I think that the weakest part of this is the tone. I don’t know if you can see from the excerpt above, but everything Free says sounds flat or like she’s a zombie herself. I’ve tried to edit it the best I can, but it’s only the first draft.
Now what’s the strongest point?
The plot definitely. I’m not going to tell you the whole plot because this’ll be published one day and I don’t want to spoil you. I really like it, though, so you should take my word for it. 🙂
Who will this project appeal to?
I don’t really know. When I’m writing, I don’t usually think about who will read it, so I’m going to go with teenagers? It is a YA book after all.
What are your plans for this project?
Like I said before, I’m hoping to get it published. I don’t have any kind of agent or publisher yet but I’m crossing my fingers. There might be a sequel, but I don’t really know because I haven’t gotten that far into the story.
Which project/s will you work on next?
Maybe the one about the guy who’s a flower? I don’t know. I usually write whatever I’m feeling at the time.
Tell us anything you’re bursting to tell us here! Then tag in all and sundry, because we love hearing about other peoples writing!
Everyone who’s blog I read was pretty much tagged on Holly’s post, but I’ll tag a few people.
Thank you again, Holly, for tagging me to do this! It was tons of fun and I love to talk about my writing!
Thank you for reading this rather long post and I’ll see you all again very soon!