So, I'm about to embark on my most challenging project yet, a 50,000+ word novella.
No title for it yet!
These are the characters so far:
Tanya - main character
Marcus - Tanya's Fiance
There will be 5 main people total, besides lesser characters.
This is the plot line. It's at a large music school. Tanya is a phenomenal singer, graduate choral conducting student. Marcus is a composer,
Hey all, I just want to say thanks to those who have been reading the short stories on my blog. I would like to get some feedback from people. Were they enjoyable/interesting/thoughtful? Original? Currently I'm too busy to write more, and busyness sucks away my inspiration anyway. In many ways, this is just my hobby, and I don't really mean to publish them besides as free posts here, that is, unless I'm well supported. But generally I write to relax, dream, and feel inspired by music again. Maybe
Updated Oct-12-2012 at 22:55 by Huilunsoittaja
Nadia left early in the morning to get to her own home and clean herself up. Tonight would be the last session of work, and then it would be done! 2 and a half months of work finally came to this.
But with all honesty, whenever Nadia came back to her home every day, she felt something missing there. For a long time, Nadia was able to ignore this uneasiness in her own home, but now she realized what it was: Andrei wasn't there.
The more time she spent at Andrei's the
Down the spiral staircase they went, gripping the walls and taking very slow steps. It was so black that Nadia's eyes were hurting. She was surprised there wasn't a lantern or something to be seen.
Coming to the bottom, she said to Andrei, "Now I know how you feel a little. Are you alright?"
"Yes I am, but I hope you are."
"I am, but it was a bit frightening."
"I'm sorry. Let's go then."
It was a stormy Wednesday evening in early July, but it was a wonderful night for Andrei and Nadia. They had accomplished the hardest part of the last movement, and Andrei guessed that it would take only one more day of hard work for it to be done completely. No longer did Nadia feel an impersonal power in this composition, but felt like it was her very own music.
On the spur of the moment, 30 minutes past 9, Andrei cut the work short.
"We have done enough, and