Something to read as I work on my next novel.
Every year since my brother attended the academy, we would go to the All Academies Military Ball.
My brother is a senior now. Being as it was the last ball we would attend, I begrudgingly drug my vlogging camera (the one I was swearing I wouldn’t touch until next vlogmas) along with me to capture special little clips of the night’s events.
And I’m glad I did.
I haven’t made a specific announcement that I’ve been writing a book. I know my tagline is Something to read as I work on my next novel. It alludes to the fact that I’m writing a book.
Anyhow. I, Rebekah Koontz, have written a book.
*shrieks and squeals, and is an all-round thirteen-year-old at a Justin Bieber concert*
I wanted a Subway sandwich.
I was out shopping with my mom. The adrenaline that comes from wildly spending money, mixed with perseverance to find a bag that looked like a Givenchy Antigona without the cost, left me famished.
We found ourselves in the mall.
“Do you want Subway?” I asked, stepping into the line.
I’ll be honest. My mother had no choice. My stomach lead my heart, and my heart led my feet, and my feet led me to Subway. It was basically the plot line of every romance novel ever written.
