Hello, friends, and happy Valentine’s day!
Today is a special anniversary for me- three years ago today, I started Never Forget, my first “big” writing project!
To celebrate this little anniversary, I thought I’d give you guys some updates on the book and a snippet. As mentioned in a previous post, I haven’t been working on Never Forget much recently, but I hope to work on it more in the near future. I may write the next draft for NaNoWriMo 2019.
Amber Rose Harris, the main character, is the most well-developed and most-loved character I’ve ever created. Amber is an autistic savant (this means that she has really strong abilities in some areas, in her case with numbers) with synesthesia (causes senses to be perceived as a different sense, like
The story focuses on Amber trying to overcome her fear and hatred of her father, whose drunk driving caused the car crash and killed her mother and sister. After years of not seeing her father, he shows up at her adopted parents’ home with news: Amber’s sister Evianna is still alive.
I need to do a lot of planning and plotting before I can do much more with this book, so that’s what I’ll be working on in the future.
But for today, here’s a scene I wrote recently that may become the first scene of the book. Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think!
Possible First Scene – Never Forget
It was raining. A twenty-six day.
Amber watched the raindrops blow against the glass for a moment before pulling the curtains closed.
She would not be going to school today. She never left the house on twenty-six days.
She straightened the curtains before turning away. No, she would not let her mind take control this time. She refused.
A scene flashed before her eyes, quick as a heartbeat, of a car window scattered with raindrops. Amber flinched and bit her lip. No, no, no.
Blinding lights. A stretcher, a crushed car, and rain. The number twenty-six.
Amber clenched and unclenched her fists and set to straightening up her room to distract herself. Smooth the sheets, straighten the books on the bookshelf that she never read, wipe off the desktop. She tried not to face the window.
She sighed. It was going to be a long day.
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