Is the book Im writing any good so far?
Question:
Im writing this book, its about a girl falling inlove with a werewolf. Can you please tell me if it sounds too much like Twilight or something? And tell me if its worth writing anymore of it.And be HONEST. the first chapter isnt really all about that yet but heres the fist chapter. ( Keep in mind that the way that its typed is because of the yahoo answers box, so if it doesnt look well written out and stuff its not my fault)
I was in the scene of Romeo and Juliet. I was standing on my balcony, looking at the handsome face below me. Somehow, I knew that I was dreaming. Romeo reached for my hand. I eyed it and was so close to taking it when the scene changed. And I was standing on a hill. I looked over at the spot where Romeo had stood, he was no longer there. In his spot stood a wolf. I knew the breed. A Red Wolf. I always admired their colors, red, orange, a little black. He ran over to me so fast that it was a blurr. And leaped into the air, as if to attack me.I awoke with a scream. I was still in the airplane sitting in my very uncomfortable seat. The man on my left had his laptop on a little table that folded out from the seat in front of us, while the lady on his left sat straight up staring at me with wide eyes. Everyone in my view sat the same way, staring at me like I was an alien that just came from Mars. Neil, my father, didn’t know how lucky he was now to be sitting in first class, while I was the eye of attention in the middle of coach. I realized that my mouth was still open from the scream and I closed it right away. Everyone resumed what they were doing before I woke up. I saw a little two year old girl sitting in her mother’s lap while the mother next to her held a baby boy close to her.I turned my head to the window to gaze out at the dark night.
I missed her.
Her death was the reason why we were leaving Nevada. It was the reason why I would have to leave my home in the dessert, the reason why I had to leave all my friends and relatives, the reason why we were moving to Maine.Neil had said, ‘We’re leaving for our own good’, though now I’m not sure what he meant. Leaving her grave behind with nobody there to keep her spirit alive would only make it worse.
I awoke by the sound of people getting out of their seats and getting their luggage. As soon as my eyes were open I hopped out of my seat, gathered all my luggage and was ready to leave.I met Neil at the gate inside the airport. “How was the flight kiddo?” He smiled.“It was ok…the peanuts were good.” “That’s good to hear. Well, here we are, Augusta, Maine.” He gestured with his arm for me to look at our surroundings. “Joy,” I frowned.“Hey, it’s gonna be great! With the city out of the way, we can spend a lot more time together. Go fishing, ride bikes, and hey, we might even be able to buy a boat.” I snickered. “Dad, you can barely drive a car, how are you supposed to drive a boat?" “Tessa, I drive just fine and if Uncle J can drive a boat, well, so can I.” I thought about that. “Maybe… but Dad, Uncle J can actually stay on a boat.”He sighed. “You have a point there.” I thought about his point too. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad spending time with Neil. I think I actually needed that time, I hadn’t seen him wanting to get out and enjoy life since mom passed away.We walked out into a parking lot of cars until we finally reached the car we were looking for.I whisteld. A Mercury SUV. Wow.“Dad… h –how did you afford this?” I was amazed, we never had the money for a nice car and he never wanted a car to drag attention to people. He shrugged, “It’s only temporary.” We drove down a small street in Augusta. We passed houses… and houses… and houses… and… more houses?“Dad, is this town just made up of houses?” He half - smiled. “Sort of.” We passed more houses, and, oh finally a building. “What is that?” I pointed to the building. “That is the high school where you will be going to.”“Cony High School?”
“Go rams,” he chuckled.After passing many more houses, we finally pulled up at a house and came to a sudden stop that startled me. It was a nice little house, just the right size for two people. It had a separate garage, just the right size for this nice little SUV. I pursed my lips and stepped out of the car. When I was standing on the ground I stretched and yawned from the tiring trip across the country. Neil walked around the car with the bags in his hands, “Ready?”“Sure,” I grabbed my bags and headed to the front door. Neil yanked the keys out of his pocket and opened the door. I stepped into the house and looked around. It was like a replica of my house back in Nevada. The floral couch was in the middle of the room, the coffee table in front of it. The entertainment center was against the wall in front of the coffee table, the fire place was to the left of all of it, fac
Answer:
omg that was like so good.well i dont think it sounds like twilight that much.anyways yea u should keep on writing it.
hey if u dont like were wolf u can change it to zombie or something.
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