Good morning, everyone! Hope you're week is going great so far!
*POST HAS BEEN UPDATED*
Participating in
Dena Barnhart's awesome
GUTGAA Pitch Polish bloghop today! I'm not exactly sure if the participants are still going around to other people's posts, but hopefully you guys can help me out with my query a little bit?
Anyway, here it is!
MY NAME: Jessica K. McKendry
MANUSCRIPT TITLE: From the Ashes
GENRE: YA Sci-Fi/Dystopian
WORD COUNT: 116,000
QUERY
Those who are strong are chosen at birth. They are the gifted.
Trained to be highly skilled physically and mentally, they have the potential to become Superiors. They could live out their lives in the Crystal City, the richest, and by far the most beautiful city in the galaxy. But Superiority demands a deadly price.
To gain the title, they must survive the Trials.
Jaina Indera has been training at a Gifted School for sixteen years, waiting for her moment to prove herself worthy of competing in the Trials. Those who don't succeed will be marked as Inferior.
Yet being selected as a competitor is only the beginning. Each school sends a team of eight students to compete in a battle of challenges against other Gifted Schools around the galaxy.
Not all will survive.
In a world where mercy is a weakness, and only the ruthless prevail, Jaina must discover who she is and what she's really fighting for.
FIRST 150 WORDS:
Altair raced through the jungle trees. His heart pounded so hard against his ribs it hurt. His legs wanted to give out. Every breath he took was strained, but he forced himself forward. He only had a little ways to go.
The edge of the jungle came into view, and he charged out into the open. White Tarnoshian marble buildings surrounded the courtyard, towering over him like giants.
A bell rang. Students rushed into the courtyard. The setting sun made the fountain in the center look gold.
Touching the cool stone of the fountain, Altair stopped to catch his breath. When his opponent ran into view, he smiled.
"I won!" he cried.
"Only because you're two years older," Liam protested between gasps. "I bet you weren't as fast as me when you were six."
Altair laughed. "I was way faster."
Liam kicked at a rock on the ground. "I'll beat you in something, someday."
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Okay, so tear it apart! Be fierce and tell me what I need to fix.
Any suggestions?
Thanks!
Happy Wednesday!
--Jess