My novel, 'A Step Over the Edge' is nearly complete. I have a few minor details to add, an ending to perfect, and a TON of editing to do, but my work is finally starting to pay off. This is a rough idea of an introduction that I'm working on, trying to tie the ending with the intro and foreshadow the events that take place throughout the story. This was a quick attempt, one that may not make the cut during editing, but here is the idea that I've started to brainstorm for the intro to my first novel. ENJOY!;
If you are reading this it is likely that I’m either dead or in prison. The assumption is not for certain, but this story was in fact put together as a depiction of the events that I’ve been through. At the moment of writing this I’m seated on a desk next to a window with lace curtains that don’t completely drown out the lights glare from the street. I believe we are in Crowsnest Past, a small mountain town bordering the entrance to British Columbia. We’ve come so close to our destination point, to fail now would be complete heart break.
The car we were driving, the Ford Mustang is parked a couple blocks away from our motel, just in case. If we make it through to morning without police showing up where we're staying then we have planned to assume it’s safe to use the car for the rest of our journey. Jessica is lying on the bed, listening to the clicking of my typing, oblivious of what I am writing. She is so elegant, a pure beauty, and her physical properties alone are irresistable. I guess you could say that I’m weak, or assume that I've become completely overtaken by her seductive nature; but she is mine, and together we travel.
It wasn’t until recently that I became a fugitive; a corrupt soul running from the law - an endless struggle. It all started less than a year ago upon losing control over my-self from the presence of Jessica sheer beauty. I’ve given everything up for her. I knew from the moment I laid my eyes on her that I had to have her, despite any of the consequences involved. I didn’t think things would turn this hectic, but I wouldn’t turn it back for anything. My life before meeting Jessica had become a routine of expectations that I blindly followed, chasing the cliché dreams of education and personal image. That is all left behind now, all for a life that I replaced it with. I don’t consider myself a murderer although I have killed. I have never killed anyone who didn’t deserve it – the act was saved for corrupted wastes of life, at least the ones that weren’t by accident. The first murder was an accident, I promise, and I didn’t want it to happen, but it did and it was the starting point of my changed perspective. There’s no point in regretting the past so I’ve embraced it, used my lack of fear to my own advantage, and together Jessica and I have made a pact to aid each other through any trouble we may find ourselves in.
Before this change my life was nothing spectacular. I lived with a drunken, abusive father who was a sucker for my mother even though she used him in nearly every way that she could - financially and emotionally. It was difficult to watch, to be a part of, and my family life had probably tainted me in a sense – but it’s all behind me now. This is my life now, and to show you what I left behind I will start from the beginning - when I took a step over the edge.
If you are reading this it is likely that I’m either dead or in prison. The assumption is not for certain, but this story was in fact put together as a depiction of the events that I’ve been through. At the moment of writing this I’m seated on a desk next to a window with lace curtains that don’t completely drown out the lights glare from the street. I believe we are in Crowsnest Past, a small mountain town bordering the entrance to British Columbia. We’ve come so close to our destination point, to fail now would be complete heart break.
The car we were driving, the Ford Mustang is parked a couple blocks away from our motel, just in case. If we make it through to morning without police showing up where we're staying then we have planned to assume it’s safe to use the car for the rest of our journey. Jessica is lying on the bed, listening to the clicking of my typing, oblivious of what I am writing. She is so elegant, a pure beauty, and her physical properties alone are irresistable. I guess you could say that I’m weak, or assume that I've become completely overtaken by her seductive nature; but she is mine, and together we travel.
It wasn’t until recently that I became a fugitive; a corrupt soul running from the law - an endless struggle. It all started less than a year ago upon losing control over my-self from the presence of Jessica sheer beauty. I’ve given everything up for her. I knew from the moment I laid my eyes on her that I had to have her, despite any of the consequences involved. I didn’t think things would turn this hectic, but I wouldn’t turn it back for anything. My life before meeting Jessica had become a routine of expectations that I blindly followed, chasing the cliché dreams of education and personal image. That is all left behind now, all for a life that I replaced it with. I don’t consider myself a murderer although I have killed. I have never killed anyone who didn’t deserve it – the act was saved for corrupted wastes of life, at least the ones that weren’t by accident. The first murder was an accident, I promise, and I didn’t want it to happen, but it did and it was the starting point of my changed perspective. There’s no point in regretting the past so I’ve embraced it, used my lack of fear to my own advantage, and together Jessica and I have made a pact to aid each other through any trouble we may find ourselves in.
Before this change my life was nothing spectacular. I lived with a drunken, abusive father who was a sucker for my mother even though she used him in nearly every way that she could - financially and emotionally. It was difficult to watch, to be a part of, and my family life had probably tainted me in a sense – but it’s all behind me now. This is my life now, and to show you what I left behind I will start from the beginning - when I took a step over the edge.
Glad to hear that you've nearly finished! I wish I had the drive to complete something of that size, must be immensely satisfying. I think this is a good intro, gives the reader something concrete to hold onto going into the story, a reason to keep turning pages. Best of luck to you with the revision process!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds great so far. I've always had ambition to write a book since I was a teen. I used to be full of ideas but I've lost my flow. Maybe you've inspired me.
ReplyDeleteWhen can we get copies of this book??
Thanks guys! A copy? I have no idea when it will ever be ready for publishing. After I do allot and allot and allot of editing to it. It might be a little while, but I will post sections frequently.
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