There is a small town named Asheboro buried at the heart of North Carolina between the cool, green slopes of the Appalachians and the warm, grainy beaches, though neither is visible to its residents. For them there exists solely rolling fields of gold and green, disrupted only by the black strip of warm tar that cuts through it clean and smooth. They are warm people with rough hands from hard work and a country politeness that shows in their smiles and their lack of questions. And it was here that I first found a life without fear. And it was here that I made my first true home since it happened. And it was here, beneath the Carolina blue sky and amid the hills that seemed to breathe the way they constantly rose and fell, that he discovered my secret. So when the last rays of the sun kissed the red dirt and the first signs of stars shone from the violet sky, I left my tiny town.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Existence!
So there's not a ton to this yet but I'm in the process of re-rewriting my novel and things are finally clicking thanks to good music and encouraging friends. Anyway, here is the first paragraph to the first chapter of the first book :)
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