National Novel Writing Month has begun! If you’re participating, good luck! Here’s my profile if you want to send me a message or buddy me. And here are the first words out of my head this morning as I begin book 8 of the Silo Series!:
The loud came before the quiet. This was a Rule of the world, for the bangs and shouts need somewhere to echo.
Jimmy was in class when the Great Loud began. He was learning rules that soon would not apply. During Civics Hour, they studied the Pact. Here were rules on top of rules. It was the last bit of instruction before they graduated and moved off to shadow. Many of their friends already had. Done with their book learning, they now apprenticed with their hands. Jimmy would have at least two more years of advanced study if he were to follow in his father’s footsteps. He was sixteen, and while Mrs. Pearson spoke of the seriousness of choosing a life partner and registering a relationship according to the Pact, Sarah Jenkins was turning in her seat to smile back at him. Civics lessons and biology lessons were being shuffled together, hormones spoken of along with the laws that governed their excesses. Sarah Jenkins was cute. He hadn’t thought so at the beginning of the year, but now he was seeing it. Sarah Jenkins was cute and would be dead in just a few hours.