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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jul 18, 2014
20 year old Aylth Marie Jones, goes to The University of Massachusetts to get a degree in writing to become an Author. With a life of being the biggest bad ass on campus, trying to hide what she wants to be, and has a boyfriend that's to much to handle. Her only escape is to the colleges library. With a new shipment of books that came in there's a book that catches her eye. At first she thinks its an antique, when she opens it all the pages are blank except for the first few pages. The more she turns the pages the stronger the force is that's pulling her into the book. Literally. Inside the book she meets two people. A tall handsome boy named Zadian from 1910, and a short peppy girl who's origins are unknown. Even though there all strangers they must work together to get out of the book. Even if Zadian has been trying to get out for over 100 years.

I am writing this story with Baka-Sora. My part is Aylith and she is writing Zadians.
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In the fall after her high school graduation, Danielle Davis has been spending her days lying alone in her shared New York City apartment. Attempting to fill the ticking time, she fills her moments painting empty canvases and ignoring her roommate as much as she possibly can without her actually noticing. But she can only go so long without seeing her, and at their once a month lunch date her roommate brings along a guest. Maren. Excerpt: She was paler than I first remember her, wearing clothes three times larger than her own frame, little effort put into her outfit compared to the first time I met her. She looked confused too for a second, and then she leaned down to pull her sandals off, making herself comfortable in someone else's home. Maren didn't seem like the kind of girl to spontaneously show up at someone's house, maybe I had misjudged her. "Beth's not here." My face remained blank while we made eye contact, she stood up, her natural height just a little taller than my own. Her gaze settled on me, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Head to toe, and back again her eyes flickered. She didn't answer my statement. "I didn't think you'd be here." "I live here." I deadpan, she's leaning against the door now, pulling her phone out of her pocket. "I know." *** This is my NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) project for this year! This is a raw, unfinished first draft of a story I've cooked up to keep me warm in the winter. Don't be surprised if there's incomplete sentences, memory problems, and forgotten moments. Writing a first draft is about getting the words on the paper and moving on. Editing will begin after I've finished the novel. Hmu writing buddies. ;)