January 9th by Jason Tru, Jason Tru (best ebook reader ubuntu txt) π
I've always had books given to me as presents by my aunt, but never really read them until I was a bit older. The books turned out to be amazing, and what I never expected. The writers, literally made these books to make you connect with it. It's like a drug, and so, I wanted this drug. I never knew how amazing these things were. I used to write a lot, this isn't my first book, but, I've never looked at books in this way before. It's literally, giving me the ability to produce my own film, and have my own characters and my own set and have everything the way that I want it.
I wanted to morph things and make them into my mental figure. I wanted to create something that's not been known before. I wanted to make that drug.
It's like, a movie, for example. Sometimes, you'd watch a movie, and by the end, you're so attached, you don't want it to end.
Or, better way of explaining, a series. Like, a TV series that's at its end, and the last episode is playing and they use the flashback clips; oh, those flashback clips. That's another thing. I don't know if this happens to you, but, there's moments at the end of the series, where they play little clips of the show, and to parts you don't even remember, you're all crying like a ratchet mess, '' Oh my God, I remember that! '', but, in reality, you have no idea when that episode played.
I guess, ultimately, I wanted this book to be like that. I wanted people to break down for a part two, but know in their hearts and minds, that, there's nothing left to be told. I wanted to create that urge, I wanted that crave for the drug.
And, so, the book generally came together. The idea really lingered for a while, about me and my friend, just dreaming in our little minds about finding the perfect person, and my perfect moment that I wanted to happen that would never be forgotten, would be a moment in the forest or by a lake, where we would runaway to in their car or truck and literally lay under the sun, near the lake, and just be in each other's arms and silently coexist, without having to talk, for our presence spoke for us.
Building off of that, I went deeper into creating someone else; someone else that's sick, but moves into a town with another person, that they both fall in love with each other, but, faces abusive parents, religion, separation, forced marriage, near-death-experiences, and a lot more.
I wanted to really lash on most prominent aspects of the present world and be sure that they're heard, as opposed to writing another love triangle story or fan-fiction.
But, generally, that's basically how it all summed.
The book's partly comical, but shows its intended brilliance.
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After his hours of bother, and time taken, to go to sleep, he just did, but, this sleep didn't last very long, for the morning rose in less than two hours. '' Caleb, time for school! '', Beth knocked on his door, having Caleb fall out of bed, eyes red and looking like a tired-mess. '' Caleb, hurry up. '', she banged again, before wiping her hands on her old, raggy skirt that she wore as a dress, before trotting downstairs.
Caleb twisted his head, quickly, as it made a cracking sound and yawned, as he helped himself up, to his feet to go prepare himself for school.
Chapter 7; INSOMNIA
August, wake u... '', Kathy cuts herself off, noticing August, already woken up, sitting on his bed, '' You're up already? ''. '' Yes, mum. '', he replied, in a non-related tone. '' Oh, well, go get dressed. '', she softly suggested, before leaving. August still had his smile, oddly. He couldn't help himself, and couldn't wait to go, get through the day, so he could catch a ride with Denis, again. Once more, he'd forgotten the roughness that the day held. He more so ignored it.
After taking his insulin shot, he moved downstairs, to get breakfast. '' August, have a seat. '', Kathy stopped him, pointing to the kitchen table's stool. '' Sure, what's wrong? '', he questioned. '' Well, how's school? '', '' Oh, it's awesome. '', he replied, keeping everything inside, just for safety reasons. He knew that if she knew that he was being treated differently, it'll just make things worse. He has enough problems at school about his difference, and needed less at home. Plus, he didn't want to lose Denis. It's his main reason for school, at this point. He just needs his friend. '' Are you sure? '', '' Oh, yes I am. It's all good. Don't even worry about it. Haha. '', he finishes, as he grabs his breakfast muffin and leaves the kitchen to find his jacket.
'' Ah, there you are. '', he softly talks to himself, 'pon finding the jacket. He quickly grabbed and packed his bag, holding a few books in his arms, instead of in the bag. As he rose up, he saw that his window was still open, so he went to close it, stopping for a few moments at it, looking outside at the tree and the branches, wondering what happened last night and what it was that he heard. '' Eh. '', he sighed, before closing it and walking down to the door.
'' Mum, leaving now. '', '' Alright, bye. '' she walked to the door with him and watched until he caught a car to school. Before getting in the car, August waved like a child at his mum, and Kathy, pausing for a bit in question, hesitated, but waved back, breaking into a smile.
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Dedication:
This book's dedicated to my best friend, 'Niki', as I'd call her, alone, with one 'k'. Thank you for being there for me, supporting me, and being the best friend that I can actually have. You've grown to be a part of me, and I respect that.
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