Here is a bit more to keep you interested. I probobly wont post the whole book on the blog pice by pice like this because it would take hundreds of blog posts for just 20 pages of text. I will post a link to the first chapter and any other writing I have added to it in a word dock.
here you go:
The man sitting at the table said "Boy, get me a bottle of beer"
Johan turned away form his mother, lifted the flap of the door, and went out. As he walked down the cellar steps, he cursed the man. For the man in the small cramped house had never treated anyone well in his life. he reached the floor of the cellar and grabbed an empty bottle off the shelf. he shook it out to make sure there were no spiders and filled it from a keg by the door. He climbed the steps and opened the door to the small hut. He handed the drink to the man and sat down on the floor. His mother handed him a bowl full of stew. Johan hungrily ate the food. He was thinking hard so he didn't hear the man call for him.
"I said come-ere"
"Sorry" Johan said as he jumped to his feet.
"Get me a piece of bread, Boy"
Johan got up and went down to the cellar for a piece of bread, he would get away, he thought, away from the man, and when he could he would bring his mother.
After returning with the bread he finished his dinner in silence. After dinner, the man lit up one of his nasty cigars and put his feet up. Johan and his mother went outside to escape the putrid smell of the smoke. Johan and his mother talked into the night about what they were going to do. Finally in the middle of the night they came to a conclusion and went in to the hut to sleep for as long as time would permit.
When Johan woke in the morning it was still dark. He could already feel fatigue taking over his body, he had only had four maybe five hours of sleep.
Johan grabbed his crop from by the door, whistled to Arill his dog, and went to the shelter. He let the sheep out and drove them up the hill to a place where he could see the small hut. He waited as the sheep grazed in the hills until the man walked out of the house and down the road to go gamble away all of their hard earned money. Johan waited until the man was out of site and then quickly herded the sheep down the hill....
to be continued!
cheers, Forrest
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1 comment:
Good going! I like your story so far, Let me know when your book is completed so I can get a copy. Maybe next year you should do NaNoWriMo.
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