Chapter 4

Chapter 1

Elcarim
Chapter 1
Jason plopped a mound of orange, sticky, singed macaroni and cheese onto his sister Maggie’s plate. She wrinkled her slightly freckled nose.
“Eeuw, you know there’s no way I’m eating that,”
“Mrs. Freedy told me to make you guys macaroni, so I did. My cooking isn’t that bad,” Jason retorted.

I have been reading baout writing novels and I realized that I had to rewrite this one in the view of one character, and also have a good plotline. Here is what I've started so far:

The three-headed dog trotted into the room, and Creusus stroked its coarse fur.
“Well, is there any news of Morgue?”
“Not much.” Flavius settled farther into his chair.
“I have heard, though, that he plans to move his base.”
“Where to?”
“Oh, probably Jiyidil or some place like that. You know, those big cities.”
Creusus nodded.
“And how are you, Kaerlthin?” he asked, in an effort to make small talk. The boy shrugged.
“Oh, you know, I’m fine. Working hard to gain my wand,”
“Of course, of course,” said Creusus.

I wrote this a few months ago, when I was thirteen.

Narnia
Pros: Highly enjoyable , written marvelously. No uneeded detail, perhaps not detail enough for some. Great symbolism and anologys, all morals are to be in line. Wonderful storyline, though evil creatures are not described in deatail it is intense enough to keep you interested.

If you have read The Last Battle you will know that soon after Prince Caspian Susan no longer believed in Narnia. This is a story about what it might have been like in the Pevensie household. So sad...

I wrote this when I was twelve, so forgive the bad spacing, choppy sentences, and misplaced modifiers. Please comment and let me know if I should rewrite this is my fourteen year-old self's words, or just let it die.

This is the first part. I'll submit more soon. Please comment and let me know what you think!

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