I’m so hype to introduce our next Silver Pen, Casey! She’s gotten past that 15,000 word hurdle, and (I’m sure) is ready to conquer the next writing tier. YOU CAN DO IT. Check out a snippet from her NaNo project, Paths, below, and be sure to send her your congratulations. The squeeing is real, fam.
A boy finds himself, and others, kidnapped by his batshit crazy uncle
Dean glanced at the other girl. “Hi.”
She looked at him. “Hi,” she said quietly and Dean could sense the fear she was trying to keep buried.
“I’m Dean. This is Renie.”
“Carrie.” She glanced at Renie, looking more closely, and Dean saw the moment it struck. Her gaze darted back to Dean.
“Yeah, she’s the princess.”
“Hello, Carrie,” Renie said politely.
“And Connor’s up there with Sage,” Dean added, pointing slightly with his hands.
Carrie looked between them again, eyes narrowing slightly. Dean had the feeling she hadn’t missed the eyes. “Then who are you?” she asked him.
“Dean,” he said, but relented at how exasperated she looked at that answer. “Dakamar. Dean Dakamar. My dad’s Sorin Dakamar.”
For an instant, she looked like he’d punched her in the gut. “What?”
He shrugged uncomfortably. He’d never outright told someone that. Never had to.
<3 <3 Keep doing the thing with the stuff! You got this.