I’m still buzzing around in a post-nano haze, giggling like a freak, and informing my house-mates (who are all already very aware) that I COMPLETED NANO! Yes, I’m sure it’s getting annoying.
But, I’m not done sharing, so below is a quick little write-up about it, and some actual excerpts of the story. Enjoy!
(also bear in mind this is still un-edited and crappy, so don’t judge me too harshly)
By Lucy Softich
Morgan’s life used to be normal. Normal friends, normal school, normal family. But now her parents won’t stop fighting. The tension is pulling their family apart, and pushing Morgan’s little brother further and further away from her. Morgan just wants to escape.
She finds refuge in the vivid dreams she has every night. Although the setting is always different, her nightly dreams always feature the same supporting character: the charming and talented Ves. However, Ves isn’t just sticking to her dreams. Soon she starts seeing him everywhere, on the edge of her peripheral vision.
Ves is not normal. He can go through walls, become invisible, and follow her into dreamland. But no matter what else he might be, one thing is for certain: he’s becoming very important to her.
Tell It To Us Plain:
This project has been interesting because as I’ve been writing it, I’ve also been using it for a big project in my PR & Marketing class. I started working on marketing language for it before I actually started writing it, so it’s changed a lot throughout the term. I posted the original summary a few weeks ago, but this new one represents its current form a bit better.
Break It Down For Us:
Girl meets ghost. Girl falls for ghost. Girl tries to save ghost while ghost tries to save her.
At first, everything was distant and fuzzy and normal dream stuff. Thoughts from the day kept building in her mind, circling each other, taking on knew meanings. But suddenly, everything shifted. The dream became crisper, more focused, as if someone had adjusted a lense. Morgan blinked a few times, and looked around her.
She was in the school. But not the normal school, all filled with daylight and students. This was the school at night, with all the lights turned off. She’d only seen it like that a few times, on parent-teacher conference night. Those meetings were always eerie, and, despite the chore, there was something exhilarating about being in the school after-hours. Like somehow you were breaking the rules.
But this was different.