Nightbooks by J.A. White

Nightbooks by J.A. White

Author:J.A. White
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Dark Fantasy, Creepy, Storytelling, Witches
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2018-05-04T00:00:00+00:00


Yasmin’s Story

After discovering the fate of his nightbooks, Alex was too upset to sleep. He couldn’t stop thinking about the hours spent writing each story: the shock of discovery when a new character stepped out of the shadows, the frustration when a plot withered and died, the sheer bliss of unearthing a perfect word. The writing had been agonizing at times, but it had also been wonderful.

And now I have nothing to show for it, he thought.

More than anything else, Alex regretted not sharing the stories when he had a chance. He pictured a graveyard with the words They Died Unread etched into each tombstone and felt a mixture of guilt and loss. Unfortunately, resurrecting the stories wasn’t a possibility. Alex might remember some of the plots and characters, but piecing them back together again would be like reassembling a cracked eggshell. No matter how hard he tried, the stories would never be the same.

There was no time to grieve for what he had lost, however. Without those two nightbooks, Alex no longer had a stockpile of stories from which to draw. His situation had become more perilous than ever.

How many stories do I have left? How many days before Natacha no longer has any use for me?

Alex needed to know.

He sprinted to the library, suddenly convinced that the final nightbook had also been torn to bits, and sighed with relief when he found it safe and sound on the desk. Alex carefully flipped through its pages, taking stock of the stories that he hadn’t yet read to Natacha. He found one that would work, and then a second that he had abandoned midway, thinking it a lost cause. Alex read it again. Sometimes he would revisit a draft after a week or two and find that it was a lot better than he thought. Unfortunately, this particular story had not improved—in fact, it was even worse than he remembered. He continued flipping. There were two more stinkers, and then another story near the back of the book that wasn’t half bad.

Two stories. That was all he had left.

“Okay,” Alex said, pacing back and forth. “No big deal. I just have to start writing again. Plenty of time.”

Alex sat in front of the open nightbook and smoothed down a fresh page. Despite his lack of sleep, he felt energized. He hadn’t written anything in over a week, and he was excited to make up for lost time.

This is going to be fun, Alex thought.

He picked up a pencil and started to jot down some ideas.

Three hours later, Alex was sitting in the exact same position. The gears of his mind, which normally spun like a well-oiled engine, felt clogged with molasses. He couldn’t come up with a single good idea. The harder he tried, the more difficult it became. He remembered another term that Ms. Coral had written on the board: WRITER’S BLOCK. Alex hadn’t liked that one nearly as much as interior logic.

At last, someone knocked on the door. Alex leaped out of his seat to answer it.


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