So it’s the start of week two for NaNoWriMo and I have been busy writing away. Having the outline is really helpful and Scrivener is wonderful too.
Anyway, to share a sample, here’s my rough-and-definitely-unedited prologue.
Liverpool, England. 1927.
I died in a pool of blood on my bedroom floor. My throat had been torn open and the boy I thought
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