Camp NaNoWriMo started three days ago, and I have spent only a little time on April 1st writing anything. I haven’t written anything since. I’m not worried. My target is only 15,000 words over the month, and I’m pretty sure I can get it done.
The story I’m writing is a fantasy short story that is an introduction to a novel series I have planned. The provisional title is Fractured. I thought I’d share with you an excerpt from this story. Keep in mind that this is NaNoWriMo, where people write as much and as fast as they can without much thought to finer details. That comes later with editing. This is very raw and unrefined writing. But I’d like to show it to you anyway. This is the first paragraph of the story.
I would like to tell you a story. My name is not important. Where I’m from is not important. You may call me the storyteller if you like. I have told this story many times in my life, and this will not be the last time. It is a story of caution. A story of legend. Legends have some truth in them, do they not? This is a story that takes place before the fracturing, when the lands were whole. This was a time of wars and suffering. The three nations were ready to destroy each other. They killed anyone and everyone, young and old. Women and children were raped, men were tortured. This is a story of the greatest change in the land’s history. It is only the beginning. The ending has yet to be written.
What do you think? Let me know in the comments.