My Book!!

I have started writing my very first book! It is a sequel to Tuck Everlasting. If you need to know about Tuck Everlasting, please go to this page: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tuck_Everlasting. I am writing the sequel to this book. I have not yet given it a name; if anyone has any ideas for a name for the sequel, please tell me. The name is not yet important as I am barely done with the first chapter.

This story is likely going to revolve around Jesse, since Winnie is already dead. I am only on the first chapter, and I know where I'm going to take the story, but I'm not going to tell you here. You can wait and buy my book..... If I ever finish it. Here's what I have written so far:

It had been many years since the death of Winnie Foster.  Jesse Tuck had mourned all those years, and had never even searched for a new love interest. He was stuck on Winnie. Jesse had known, 10 years after he said good bye to Winnie, that she was never coming. He figured she had forgotten him. But Winnie Foster didn’t forget. In fact, Winnie told the story to her kids, who told it to their kids, who told it to their kids. Jesse never even thought of trying to find Winnie’s relatives. He never thought about marrying one of them. He could only think of why Winnie hadn’t come.

Jesse was currently in a city called Redfield. He was looking for a job. He had been out of work for about 10 years now, just living off of the streets. He couldn’t even remember what year it was. Redfield was a major city, almost like NYC. It was raining out, and if there was one thing Jesse hated, it was rain. He groaned. He had wanted to find a newspaper stand- if that was what they were called- and find out the year. Now he trudged into a diner, where a lot of people came to have coffee, read, work, or wait for the train. He sat down at a booth and waited for a waitress to take his order. 

Presently, one came. Jesse read her name tag. Her name was Ruth. “May I take your order sir?” she asked politely. “Yea, I’ll take a sandwich with cheese, ham, and a little bit of mustard on it. And what year is it?”  Jesse inquired. “2012,” Ruth replied. “Is that all?” “Yup. Do you have a newspaper I could look at?” he asked. “Sure,” Ruth said, handing him one from the counter. “Your sandwich will be out in a second.” Jesse took the paper and gazed at the ‘Job Wanted’ section. He saw that there was an opening for a cook at this very diner. “Hmm,” he thought to himself. “If the pay is good, I just might take this job!”

Ruth set down his sandwich. “Here you go,” she said. “Thanks,” he replied. He hesitated before asking “May I talk to the manager?” Ruth looked absolutely alarmed. “Is the food bad? What is it?” she asked. “I was considering the job,” Jesse answered. “Oh,” said Ruth, looking relieved. “Right this way.” Jesse entered the manager’s office.

 It was a small room, with a desk and chair. Behind the desk was an older woman. Her tag said Mrs. Delven. “Here about the job opening?” she asked, without looking up from her computer. “Yes,” said Jesse. “How much is the pay?” Mrs. Delven looked up at him. “I pay my employees with what I feel they have earned, no more, no less. There is no set payment.” “Oh,” said Jesse. “That’s what everyone says,” muttered Mrs. Delven. “That’s why it’s so hard to get employees. Will you take the job or not?!?” “Sure,” said Jesse. “Good. Come to work tomorrow at 8:00a.m. Your shift begins then,” she said. 

Pretty good, huh? I am hoping to finish it soon- but if not, I have something I can do with my spare time. I sure hope I can finish it ...  I think I can, I just have to work really hard at it. I hope you liked reading the little bit of my story that I have written.

Maddie