The Proverbial Shelf

That’s where I placed my epic novel.

I had been working on it for seven years, devoting myself wholly to it. It is where I placed all my hopes and aspirations, my dreams and goals. I really thought that someone would notice how valuable it was and snatch it up. It has become like a child to me. I created it, loved and nurtured it, spent years bragging about it and showing it off to anyone who would listen.

I adore the characters, and have watched them evolve into their present state. They are like imaginary friends of mine who speak to me often and beg me to show them to the world.

The plot is unique and unlike anything else out there. It is a reflection of life at the worst and the best. It is the age-old story of good versus evil, and though evil claims a number of battles, good wins the war.

The style is fresh and to the best of my knowledge, it has never been attempted before. The best way to describe it is to say that it’s a cross between Melody Carlson’s “Diary of a Teenage Girl Series” and Scholastic’s historical “Dear America series”.

Whether it ever appears in print or not, it will live in my heart and mind forever. I live in hope that someday someone else might take an interest in it.

For the most part I’m disappointed, depressed and in desperate need of chocolate.