This is a cover for a book I’m working on. I promise this blog post isn’t self-promotion–I’m sharing about this for a reason. Here’s my pitch that I worked on at about 3 in the morning last night: (You can tear it up for grammar, too, if you want!)
Pauline Hemingway is a ballerina. She’s spent all her childhood trying to express herself with grace, in a stuffy Alabama mansion where things are always so quiet. For most of her life there hasn’t been much noise except her music and the fights between her parents–shouting she never listened to, whispers she couldn’t be bothered with.
Then one day, sixteen-year-old Pauly is injured at dance class, leaving her no choice but to come home early. She finds herself walking in on a dark secret that will slam the doors shut on her dreams.
Rumors fly. Pauly is pulled out of school and her dance class for two years, wanting nothing more but to escape. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she does just that.
The music has long since fallen silent in the halls of her house, leaving nothing but her parents’ fighting to fill in the silence. With a soul thirsting for art and beauty, she will no longer wait for it to come to her. On the night of her birthday, Pauly escapes to New York in search of beautiful dancing.
Will she be able to find it?
This blog post is kind of like a follow-up to Syd’s post before me. I’m blogging about Beautiful Dancing today because I feel I’m really stepping out of my boundaries with writing this one, and for several reasons:
- There’s no magic in here. No powers. No special potions, no wands, no cursed wishing wells. I wanted to write a book that is more character-driven, so I could learn to develop characters just as well as I probably develop plots. This book is about Pauly and her emotional conflict, and her reaction as she runs away from home and discovers a new place, New York.
- I’ve never been to Alabama or New York. This is going to take research and all, which is another reason why I’m really stepping out of my little paranormal fantasy romance box.
- The “dark secret” Pauly walks into is something I’ve (thankfully) never encountered in real life but hear about all the time. I’m not going to tell you what it is because it’d spoil things. If you’re a close friend, you probably know what it is–don’t spoil it. And if you’re not a close friend but making assumptions–it’s probably not what you think it is, either.
- I’m not a dancer, therefore, I cannot get into Pauly’s head as well as I’ve been able to do with other characters. I will be seeking advice from people who enjoy dancing–particularly ballet–if I ever get in a tough spot with this. Perhaps not so much with hip-hop (there’ll be some of that in this book, too!) because I did hip-hop for about a month…and did one performance before I quit. :P I know just a little about that, but not enough to be an actual dancer.
- Since they live in the south, it’s natural that I have to give her a slight accent. This is going to be fun. O___o
|I get really poetic when I’m up at 4AM with insomnia.|
- The Wings by Aprilynne Pike fairy wings contest.
- The 500 word out-of-the-box contest, hosted by Syd.
- The audio speak-out-loud story contest that’s in need of a more artsy name.
I just tried to share a video of a song from The Band Perry, Walk Me Down The Middle, but since youtube hates me there’s only about 27 seconds of it. So, here’s a different video to make up for it. *this video does not work either* UGH what is WITH you, youtube?! Okay, then look up the song. Just do it. It’s gorgeous. I don’t care if you don’t like country music. It’s a pretty song and deserves a chance; plus, I’ve met them and they feel like friends. :)