I finished my NaNo novel on November 20th. I wrote 51,110 words in 20 days, which is super exciting! I'm done with my YA contemporary romance, "Sweet Little Lies". This is my eleventh completed novel!! :)
Whew! I'm done. Parts of it turned out completely different than I thought they would, but that's what happens since I'm a pantser and really went into this novel with a title and a general idea of a cheerleader and a male dancer. Here's what I ended up with!
Title: Sweet Little Lies
Genre/Category: YA Contemporary Romance
Word Count: 51,110
Pitch: Ellie is a cheerleader, who is terrified of heights, has the perfect quarterback boyfriend, and loves high school. Thackery is a male dancer, who doesn't care what other people think of him. When Thackery joins the squad, things become quite a bit complicated. Tragedy and lies keep them apart until they have to rely on each other or feel completely broken.
I wanted to share a short little teaser with you! As background, this is when Ellie begins to realize her boyfriend, Mark maybe isn't the perfect guy for her. And it shows a great conversation between Ellie and Thackery. (Also, just so you know, Eve is Ellie's identical twin sister.)
Thursday of Homecoming meant our pep-rally in the gym. Eve insisted on coming back to school, but I negotiated if she didn't play her flute to give her sick lungs a chance to heal some before Friday's game. I adjusted my uniform skirt as I stood up and headed toward the gym. We'd been dismissed a little earlier than the rest of the school to give us a few minutes to set up and warm up. Thackery stretched behind me, gently smacking the back of my knee with his foot. I put my hands on my hips.
“What you doing?” I asked. “If you injure me, I won’t be able to do the pyramid. We’d have to toss you up instead.”
“I would look adorable in that skirt.” Thackery laughed, causing my heart to contract at the sound.
“Shut up.” I elbowed him as I laughed in return. “You don’t have the right legs for the skirts.”
Thackery lifted the edge of his pant leg and showed me his calf. “I have beautiful legs. You should see them when I wear heels.”
“Hey Ellie, how are you, baby?” Mark jogged over to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
Baby? He’d never called me that. I didn’t know if one date and a few text messages meant we were at the romantic name-calling stage. I shrugged him off. “I’m okay, dear. What’s up with you?”
Thackery rolled his eyes and went to talk to Eve as she sat on the sidelines next to the band. For some reason, it hurt to see him walk away and I didn’t want to think about him laughing with my sister. Mark flipped his head to the side and I forced myself to keep smiling.
Good luck to everyone still writing their novel and if you've already finished, congratulations! :) I'm off to celebrate by having an early Thanksgiving with my sister and brother-in-law. Have a great weekend!