Welcome back to THE GIRL WHO WOULD BE KING!
If it’s your first time here – the short of is that I’m giving away “Part 1” of my novel THE GIRL WHO WOULD BE KING for free on my blog for the duration of my Kickstarter (which begins on Monday June 25th). New chapters go up every Tuesday and Thursday for the next five weeks. You can read a bit more about the project here and here if you’re so inclined.
For those of you returning – thanks for all the support – you’ve been wonderful and I’m so glad that so many of you are enjoying the book so far.Ā Today you’re getting Chapters 3 & 4.
You can download TGWWBK Chapters 3 & 4.
And if you’d like to download the entire story thus far – TGWWBK Chapters 1-4
You can also read below.
Enjoy!
I run.
I run anytime the world will let me.Ā If I had my choice Iād just run through everything I suppose.
I run as close to the fence at the home as I can.Ā Over the years Iāve worn a pretty impressive path into the yard.Ā Until two months ago Iād actually taken pride in it, my running path.Ā I never realized there was anything weird about running by a fence, the same path, the same way, day in and day out.
But then we took a trip to the zoo.
The tigers had this beautiful enclosure, there was even a little lake, and I was thinking it looked pretty nice, considering, until I noticed one tiger in the enclosure, just walking very fast back and forth through the space.Ā After watching him for a minute I realized he wasnāt just walking, but pacing the exact same route over and over again.
Heād worn a similar path into his cage that Iāve worn into mine, and suddenly I was a bit sad for both of us, but I also knew I wasnāt going to do anything about it.Ā Thereās something about following rules thatās very important to me.Ā I canāt really understand it yet, but I hope I will someday.
Even though I know in some way my running is like that tiger and his pacing, itās still good.Ā It makes me feel calm.Ā And it keeps the loneliness away.Ā Maybe itās the same for that tiger.Ā I mean, itās lonely to run. Itās a singular activity, but itās supposed to be that way I think.Ā And I donāt know, the way I see it, thereās nothing wrong with feeling lonely when youāre supposed to be alone.Ā Itās when youāre standing in a crowded room and feel lonely that itās really sad I think.Ā Sometimes feeling like that makes me want to tear off all my skin.
So yeah.Ā I run as much as I can.Ā And running neurotically by a fence all the time hasnāt made me so popular with the other girls, but it was kind of a lost cause with them anyway.Ā Theyāre never mean to me, rather they just donāt seem to understand me, and they just seem to kind of wish Iād stay away from them, so I do.Ā It doesnāt help that I donāt speak.Ā The not speaking thing really seems to bother them.Ā I canāt blame them.Ā It would probably bother me too.Ā Iāve tried to find things to say sometimes, but nothing comes.Ā Itās just empty inside.Ā Hollow where the words should be. Ā Itās felt like that every day since the accident.
Thatās really how it all started.Ā I just didnāt want to say anything for a while after the crash, and then I couldnāt think of anything to say, and then I just forgot that I was supposed to be thinking of something to say.Ā And so I was quiet all the time.Ā But thatās yet another reason for running I guess.Ā Nobody ever expects you to speak when youāre running.
A big splashy drop of rain hits me on my wrist and I look up at the sky.Ā Itās crazy cloudy out of nowhere.Ā The sky looks ready to let loose on me.Ā More cold drops hit my skull and seep into my hair.Ā Running in the rain is even better than regular running, but I know Iāll be called in immediately.Ā Sure enough, before I can even finish the thought I look up and see Alice motioning me in from the front door.Ā Itās good that itās Alice though, because she likes me more than most, and she almost always lets me get another lap in.Ā I hold up my pointer finger as if to indicate ājust one more lapā.Ā Even from this distance I can see her roll her eyes, but she smiles too.Ā She yells out across the quad. āOkay, but hurry up!ā before going back inside.Ā I smile up at the sky and stretch out my legs, really laying into my long strides.Ā I go faster, but never too fast.Ā Never faster than Iāve ever seen anybody else run. Some of those runners in the Olympics Iāve seen on TV run really fast.
I can run much faster than any of them.
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