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Tuesday, February 1, 2005


   My novel
Htis is the beginning of my first novel, Sword of the Spirit:

I watched the clean water form the stream flow over the blade of my sword. I enjoyed examining the current part as I moved it this way and that, all the while remaining as bored and lethargic as I had been a few hours ago. My brother had told me to go and practice my swordsmanship, despite the fact that I hated to fight. I had been practicing, and now was tired from the strenuous activity. I pulled my sword out of the water and placed it in its sheath. I fell back onto the grass and sighed, gazing at the white clouds against the blue sky.
It seemed as if nothing ever happened in Inquira. My little hometown, Mizu, was almost the only town within 100 kilometers of our nation’s border. All my life I had been told that I was bound to a divine destiny, that God had chosen me to do something great. However, I was not too certain how a sword smith’s daughter was going to become anything other than what I was. My parents died when I was very young, however, leaving me with my inept and hotheaded brother, who was five years my senior. Unfortunately, my family didn’t get much business, since there was really no need for swords by that time.
The day dragged on slowly. I made circles in the dirt with a stick, and then lay by my creation for what seemed an eternity. I heard someone approach me, but did not stir. I had thought it to be my brother, bracing myself for another one of his fits. Instead, I heard a soft voice. “Are you as bored as I, then, I suppose?” I knew that voice anywhere.
“Hello, Ayumi.” Ayumi was my childhood friend. We had known each other since birth. I did not open my eyes, now aware that I was in no danger. Ayumi splashed water on my face, and I sat up in a panic. She giggled at my misfortune. I retaliated, splashing her as well. Soon it turned into an all out water war. By the time my brother came out to stop us, three of my other friends had joined in. All of us were standing in the stream, laughing hysterically and soaking each other relentlessly.
“What on God’s green Earth are you doing?!” My brother, Hiro, shouted. I assumed he was addressing me. Everyone froze. “Towa, sister, why do you insist on tormenting me? You and your friends should be preparing for battle.” Ayumi and I looked at each other, and then laughed, as did everyone besides Hiro.
“Oh, yes, be prepared!” I exclaimed sarcastically. “The Maroans are attacking us! Aah!” I pretended to strangle myself with a twisted expression on my face, as if in agony, and then fell backward into the water, causing hysterical laughter. This, of course, was a joke. The Maroans were not known for their strength. They were rather feeble and down-witted. They could never attack anyone! I sat in the cool water as Hiro continued to scold me.
“Towa, you know that you are bound by a divine destiny. The elders say that the time is near!” Hiro retorted. He looked at my clothing, and sighed. “I will never understand you. How God could bestow upon you the fate of the planet is far beyond anything conceivable in my realm of thinking, but, He is who He is.” He no longer sounded angry. “Why don’t all of you come inside, dry off, and have some warinu?” We cheered. Warinu was a wonderful drink, usually only prepared on special occasions. It tasted like everything that is wonderful from all four seasons into one cup. Everyone loved it.


This is just like, the first page. I have like 30 and I'm still going at it. Tell me whatcha think, and I'll post more of it later. I just didn't want to make this post too long.

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