I am attempting nanowrimo again, and so far it is going very well! It’s only day four, and I’ve written over 6000 of the required 50,000 words, I’ve commissioned my friend Heidi Black to do the cover art for me, and I realized that writing every night is not only an easy habit to maintain so far, but also a refreshing and fun one too!!!
Here is a short synopsis of the story. The title is The Inheritance.
Set in a world where the different races have animal-like abilities and characteristics, the Inheritance tells the stories of six different people who are searching for their chance to survive in a land that is hostile and unforgiving to those that are different. It follows the lives of the Halfers, children of mixed races, who have the physical characteristics of their parents, but not the abilities, and it tells of each races’ struggles against each other and ultimately against the dreaded Absorbers who can take away anyone’s inheritance at will.
And here is a short excerpt. ( I actually have some bits of this story on previous blog posts too, but they have already changed a little bit now that I’m reworking it.)
“I am so sorry, brother.” She didn’t know what else to say. How could she explain to him her feelings? She didn’t know what it was like to be stuck between two worlds, to look beautiful, but accomplish nothing, to live in a place where everyone knows what you are and who you are, and no one appreciates you. Her school taught her to pity these Half-people, but what she felt right now wasn’t pity. SHe felt anger. Anger that her brother had no place in life, no safety, and now, no way to even help his family.
“Welten, when they raided, was anyone else hurt?” Shaash shivered to think of what could happen to all the little ones in the camps.
Welten smiled grimly. “Thankfully no. Father was amazing. Before they…before they caught him, he killed almost half of their raiding party. He was amazing.” His eyes glistened.
“I wish I could see him. To tell him thank you,” Shaash replied. “I wish…I wish I could stay longer.”
“Can’t you?” Welten whispered. “Please, Shaash-la. I know it is forbidden, but, Woona, she did it before. She came on a day that wasn’t visiting day. She stayed for a whole year before. Couldn’t you, just, sneak away?”
Shaash’s eyes grew wide. “Welten-Lo, you do not know what it is you ask. the only reason my-our– mother was allowed to return to the lake after her yearlong absence was because of me. It is not in our culture to abandon children.”
“It isn’t?” The hurt radiated from his eyes. “Don’t you mean it’s not in your culture to abandon full–blood children?”
“What do you mean?”
“Shaash, if you could only see what it is like to live in the real world, not in your safe little bubble. If only you knew…” Welten’s voice trailed off. He sighed and ran his hands through his shoulder length, reedy hair. His hair looked just like Woona’s. Shaash looked into his eyes, and saw her own eyes staring back.