I guest-blogged at Unicorn Bell on Friday!
Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors, a weekly Sunday hop where writers share 8 sentences from a book or WIP. For the last few weeks, I’ve been sharing from my old/new WIP, an alternative history called And Aleksey Lived. It begins in the early morning hours of 17 July 1918, when the Russian Imperial Family’s murder is stopped just in time to save the 13-year-old heir to the throne and his four sisters.
The dead and wounded have been taken out of the cellar, though the physically unharmed survivors are still extremely rattled. Not only that, but 13-year-old Aleksey is forced to confess that he can’t walk. He slipped and fell while getting into bed his first night in Yekaterinburg, and reinjured his barely-healed knee. Though he’d begun to heal slightly by July, he couldn’t walk for the last 78 days of his life. All he needed was a little more time to rest, coupled with better living conditions, and he would’ve recovered completely.
This has been tweaked slightly to fit 8 lines.
“You’re safe now, Your Majesty,” one of the soldiers told Alekséy. “You can go back to sleep, and as soon as possible, you’ll be taken home. This house will be under our armed guards, and anyone who tries to break in will be shot on the spot.”
“I can’t walk, Officer,” he said, as his voice trembled in time with his frail body.
“What do you mean, you can’t walk? How did you get down the stairs if you’re crippled? Do you mean you’re still too rattled to move? Someone can bring you some tea and soothing food, and I’m sure you’ll feel steadier in no time.”
As of midnight on the final night of NaNo, I had 74,971 words, after having declared my win on Day 23. I had a lot of my energy zapped by some two-week bug, and probably would’ve written at least 80,000 words if not for that. The book is far from finished (my guesstimate is around 150,000–200,000 words), and I deliberately wrote out of order, left unfinished chapters and gaps to get back to, and went back and forth between all four Parts plus the Epilogue, but at least I got a big chunk out of the way.