I started to get serious with my novel. I wrote over a thousands words yesterday. I have started printing it out and using a pen to work it over. I like this method better. I feel like I am getting more done, and it shows everything I do. Just a picture to hint at my novel my novel:
Anyways I better get back to it.
I have decided to start writing my first novel. So far it is titled Him. I haven’t gotten very far into it, only about 5,000 pages, but I am determined. Just thought I should let you guys know!
Irritably I grabbed my books and shoved them against my chest, securely binding them there. The racing of my heart against my books was irritating me. I always hated how people took pity on me. The last thing I wanted or needed was their pity. Their eyes screamed it when they looked at me. It was saturated in their voice when they spoke to me. Yes, it sucked that my Mom died. Yes, I would give anything to have her back here with me. The things I wanted weren’t happening, and so I got over it. Pity forced the feelings I was trying to suppress back into my mind.
Green was my favorite color. Green was the color of his eyes. Green was what I swam in when his lips touched mine. This is no longer true. I hate green. I am disgusted by the feeling green gives me. The gnawing pain in my heart it carries. The endless nights I sit up crying for those green eyes. The twinkle when he laughed. The brimming tears when he cried. My mind wanders into those green eyes even though I tell myself I won’t. I yearn for those green eyes. Those green eyes left me for someone else. Those green eyes aren’t mine anymore.
Once I was whole, shiny and new. Now my exterior was covered with patches, and they were all I had. Beaten down time and time again, I picked myself up and added another patch. At times I could barely stand to get up again. It wasn’t worth it. It would just be easier if it was all over, but then they would have won. That was one thing that I would never let happen. I show my patches as a badge of honor. These patches show who I am and who I never will be. It shows Me.
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