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About CurlyWurlyLocation: Norfolk Home Region: Age:14 Favorite novels: Twilight Saga, Harry Potter Series, the Saga of Darren Shan, Confessions of Georgia Nicolson, Pride and Prejudice, Skulduggery Plesant, Looking for Alaska, Broken Soup, Finding Violet Parks Favorite writers: J.K Rowling, Stephenie Meyer, John Green, Jane Austen, Jenny Valentine Favorite music: Anything that i dont feel the need to sing along too, at the moment its trashy american pop/rock, but i like pretty much anything. Non-noveling interests: Youtubing! Hanging out with friends, does reading count as non-noveling? probably not... MSNing... wishing i was a nerdfighter.... |
Joined: novembre 6, 2008 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 11 NaNoWriMo buddies: 5
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Brief Author Bio: HAS JUST FINISHED HER 1ST MODULAR SCIENCE TEST!! WOO NO MORE REVISING!! I CAN NOW WRITE!!! Is confused. how did my word count go down??? :s |
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Synopsis: Kristina
Kristina wakes up in a world that both created her and is terrified of her, or they would be if they ever found out what she was. She was experiment 666, 665 of her genetic siblings had died, she was the "last chance". Hating her life in the hospital, undergoing tests day in, day out, she escapes, and strives to be accepted in the world as a model. It all goes pear shaped as a young man, damien, recognises her as his dead fiancee. Slowly she wins him over, finding out mor anout the girl she was. But will she tell Damien the truth about her? Will he still ever love her if he found wout whta she really was? A Vampire.
And yes, i do realised that is probably the most boring sounding synopsis in the world, but i find it hard to tell a short story. Or shorten a story. Just ask my Mum....
Also, if anyone could think of a better title for my book i would be grateful...
Excerpt: Kristina
“It’s been a couple of minutes, should we turn it off?” the female nurse sounded nervous, I was scared to find I liked it. I felt the air shift around me as the male doctor nodded curtly once and I realised that now was the prime time to open my eyes. I didn’t like to admit it to myself, but I was afraid. Afraid of how I would see the world. I knew what I was, and I was terrified of it. Terrified of what I would do. I was completely sure of what I could do, completely sure of myself. It was only the monster inside that worried me. It was not tame.
Taking another deep breath I slowly opened my eyes, startling the women nearest to my bed. I could see everything so clearly, I knew what everything was; the bed, the heart monitor machine, the wall, everything. Most of all, I knew what I was. I was experiment 666. I was the “last shot” as the humans so amusingly called me. 665 before me had either died or been put to sleep. I was a vampire, and I was all alone in a world that scorned me, feared me. The world that had created me.
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