I have been working through some pretty major revisions on my WIP for the past several months. I'm nearing the finish line, though, and I'm really excited about this story. It's taken so much of my time and concentration due to its complexity that I haven't been able to visit other blogs or forums much. Which really bums me out, but I'm hoping to make up for lost time soon.
Anyway, since I've been working on these revisions so much, I don't have a post for today. Instead, I thought I'd share a snippet with you. So, here are the first two pages. Enjoy!
Anyway, since I've been working on these revisions so much, I don't have a post for today. Instead, I thought I'd share a snippet with you. So, here are the first two pages. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Family Lies
I am a genius.
Well, technically, I’m not. My IQ score is actually
five points away from the genius range.
But, really, it’s close enough. Aristotle
says ‘The energy of the mind is the essence
of life,’ and I can speak six languages. I can also solve a Rubik’s cube in
less than twenty-five seconds.
The only person I know who can do it faster
is my best friend, Brian Quinlan, and he’s two years older. It’s only a matter
of time before I’m the reigning champ.
“Todd!”
I jumped. My fork flew off my plate,
clattering to the floor and scattering mashed potatoes everywhere. Oops.
My mom glowered at me, brown eyes narrowing.
“I asked you to put that Rubik’s Cube away.”
I shoved it into the pocket of my Tesla sweatshirt
and hunched over my plate. “Sorry.” Honestly, though, I didn’t think she’d
notice. I mean, she was so busy talking to my Aunt Demi about some beef stew recipe.
Boring.
“Aunt Demi asked you a question,” said Mom.
“Oh.” I picked up my fork, wiping it off
with a napkin. “I didn’t hear. What did you ask?”
Aunt Demi set her wine glass on the table. “I
asked how you like Lewis & Clark High so far.”
Finally! An interesting subject. “It’s
great! It’s the best high school in Chicago, you know. And the teachers are really
smart.”
“What’s your favorite class?”
Hmm. Calculus? Chemistry? Close, but not
quite. “Physics. Mr. Steep is really cool. I just did an extra credit project
on how the Wright Brothers developed the Kitty Hawk. Did you know they built
their own wind tunnel?”
Aunt Demi shook her head, smiling.
“They did! And they used it to test
different wing designs. They were some of the best innovators of all time. I’m
learning much more than I did at my old school.”
Mom sighed, reaching for her wine glass.
She
hadn’t wanted me to start high school this year. She said I was too young. But
I’m twelve, almost thirteen! I’m not a kid anymore. And I can handle everything
my teachers throw at me.