I Want To Write A Novel Novels & Stories

Ivana narrowed her eyes at her. "Cause I'm the writer," Arielle shrugged her shoulders. "Writer?" Ivana cocked her head to the side. "Remember I promised to fess up everything, I think it's time, Ivana, I know it's hard to believe what I'm going to say but please be patient, I'll explain everything to you. The truth is this world is the world I created, in short, we're inside my novel," She confessed.

As far as I remember, I don’t have enemies, but since my husband is influential, that would be the reason why I would understand. “I was just thinking something,” I replied and looked at the monitor on my laptop. It’s been almost a month that I’ve been working on this novel, but I can’t finish it since it’s too exciting, so I keep on adding subplots before I proceed to the main plot. This would help me to build the intense part of my main plot. “Scenes for your novel?” she inquired, which made me nod my head. I was just trying to make excuses since I can’t share what happened that night. She’ll freak out and assume again, just like what I’ve been doing. Although, I’m not expecting him to be

I'm not a robber or a thief, I have nothing to fear. I also let this problem, and consider it a normal thing that should be ignored. I started to open the laptop and write a new novel script. I just hope his new novel doesn't take me to his world anymore, like what happened in the past. I write the werewolf genre and about a girl with a fun adventure.

"How did you go from being a lawyer to becoming a novelist?" I smiled, feeling a sense of nostalgia and reminiscence. "Well, it's a long story," I said, "but I'll try to give you the short version. I was a lawyer for many years, but I always had a passion for writing. I used to write short stories and poetry in my spare time, and I even tried my hand at writing a novel. But it wasn't until I went through a difficult time in my personal life that I really found my voice as a writer."

Abigail's pov - I am immersed in my writing, my thoughts entwined with the intricate threads of a new plot. It sounds promising, at least in the confines of my own mind. If I'm content with it, perhaps my readers will be too. My fingers tap rhythmically on the keyboard, each keystroke a dance of creativity as I attempt to weave words into a captivating tapestry.

"How did you go from being a lawyer to becoming a novelist?" I smiled, feeling a sense of nostalgia and reminiscence. "Well, it's a long story," I said, "but I'll try to give you the short version. I was a lawyer for many years, but I always had a passion for writing. I used to write short stories and poetry in my spare time, and I even tried my hand at writing a novel. But it wasn't until I went through a difficult time in my personal life that I really found my voice as a writer."

Since I was a toddler, I have always dreamed of writing a novel. I have always thought about publishing books and become a famous novelist. The title of my first book will be When A Heart Desires The Moon. But I guess, I am not destined to hold a pen and a paper. Because for my parents, it is a lousy dream. They said that my ideas and imaginations must stay only inside my head and I can't share it with the world. I sighed. "What a mess."

"Before the journalism. What did you want?" Elian smiled — not the suppressed corner-smile from earlier, a fuller one, with something fond in it. "I wanted to write novels," he said. "Big, sprawling, everything-in-them novels. The kind that start with one family and end up being about the whole world." "Why didn't you?"

I couldn't believe that he had said something like that. I clenched my fists, my voice shaking with anger as I said, "If I were you, I'd ask myself if I have spoiled my kid into being incompetent. If you want her to be a princess, don't bother sending her to kindergarten. No one out there will coddle her!" I was already exhausted from working late. I just wanted to go to sleep after showering. But that night, I couldn't sleep again. I logged into the backend of the novel website and continued updating my story in the wee hours of the night. It was just something I was writing for myself, but surprisingly, a few readers were already asking for more.

Because of this, I am contemplating cutting the story short or possibly rewriting, but first, I want to hear from you guys. What do you think? Do you love the current pace of the story? Are the twists exhausting? What would you like to see that I'm not adding so far and what do you want to see less of? I am committed to finishing this story as it is my debut novel and I want to see it excel. Help me do right by these characters, thank you. Looking forward to your comments, please don't air me. Love you all!!! ♥️♥️♥️