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a novel project

"i will be a fiction writer again or die trying."
~ David Foster Wallace 

here's a snapshot of my current WIPs: 

THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO GRACE

An atheist boy. A Christian girl. A mutual passion for rock and roll. When their friendship challenges everything they stand for and music fails to bridge the gap, will a greater love emerge to conquer all, even the hardest of hearts?

  • status: basically finished; self-doubtingly picking at it until i muster the courage to query agents
  • query letter (to be added)
  • chapter 1 (to be added)

FUNFERALS

CLOUD ATLAS for teens meets THIRTEEN REASONS WHY. Told largely through journal entries and online exchanges between its two main characters that are hiding their true identities from each other--a billionaire boy and an anonymously published, bestselling teen author--this Ecclesiastal, post-modernist YA romance explores the root of depression, social media addiction, the awkwardness of first love, and man's inherent need for salvation, while attempting to answer the question: Devoid of God who offers meaning, is life still worth living?

  • status: half-way done the first draft; by half-way i mean, about 300 pages left to write and maybe a total of 600 to edit afterwards (no biggie). like dfw's Pale King, it's my magnum opus, but hopefully with a better end
  • a not-so-random sample: page 51

WHITE LINES

YOU'VE GOT MAIL X PAPER TOWNS with a dash of Jane Austen. 23-your-old David Randall is sick of being famous. Popular blogger Jane Bennet is sick of him. All he wants is to forget his sister's death. All she wants is...revenge?

  • status: finished, but should really be edited
  • chapter 1 (to be added)

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