Novel Excerpt: Family

Nesrin and Ceylan walked alone through the ruins of Karatepe, as they often did when they needed to talk together as sisters. Ceylan stopped and looked at the angle of a lion statue in relation to the ocean. “I think this is where we used to watch the leviathan surface in the water.”

Nesrin stopped next to Ceylan. “It’s hard to tell. The wall’s much lower now than back then. If this is the spot then it must also be where we and our siblings diverted that comet away from the earth.”

Ceylan nodded, then pointed to a line of stone monuments. “I know that’s where that colony of jann made their camp and refused to move for a year and a day.”

Nesrin smiled. “Oh yes. Those are the stones Mother stood on to mediate between them and the townspeople.” She tilted her head. “Speaking of which, did Mother ever rule in Bedeea-el-Jamal’s case?”

“Oh yes. The Patron of Liberty officially reinstated the Queen of the Jann yesterday, and I’m sure she will not let Bedeea forget that. Now that there are seven rulers again, they’re all going to claim a day of the week to represent like the Seven Kings used to. Mother’s going to be Mistress of Monday.”

“Because she needed another title.”

For a short time they walked in silence again. Once again the silence was broken by Ceylan.

“Your roommates seem nice.”

Nesrin considered Isabelle and Jason. “I did stumble onto some good ones. They’re the first humans I’ve wanted to reveal my true self to for a long time.”

“Aravis seemed quite impressed, too, but then I suppose there’s a reason for that.”

“Now what does that mean?”

“I’m not sure. Mother’s just been dropping vague hints lately. Probably nothing.”

“Ceylan, if you know something I don’t…”

“I assure you I don’t, not for sure anyway.”

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David Wesley Woolverton

I'm currently a graduate student in the English department at the University of South Alabama, with a concentration in creative writing. I completed my undergraduate work at Spring Hill College in 2017, with a double major in creative writing and theology. My primary interests include trains, books, and daydreaming. I grew up in the Fowl River area of Alabama surrounded by family members telling stories, which is where my love of my craft began.

7 thoughts on “Novel Excerpt: Family”

  1. A beautiful write, David. Very well constructed dialog and intriguing atmosphere. There are two things which struck me the most:
    1. Mother’s going to be Mistress of Monday.I can read so much into that. You are unbelievably imaginative and you are inspiring here.
    2. ““I did stumble onto some good ones. They’re the first humans I’ve wanted to reveal my true self to for a long time.” Nesrin ‘s nature about which we know some from previous excerpts. You make the reader eager to know more.

    The book is very complex. It has so many dimensions. It cuts over time and creates a space in which is hard to distinguish between reality and imagination. Really exceptional.


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    1. Hi G! I got all the comments published. This is going to sound silly in the extreme, but I didn’t realize that my WP site also had its own spam folder. I thought the notifications would be in my email spam folder. It wasn’t until I started combing my WP settings till I found the WP spam folder. I still have no earthly idea why your comments would have gone there, though.

      I’m extremely thrilled that you enjoyed the post so much. I thought you’d like the Mistress of Monday part. You’re great at picking out the details like that. “It cuts over time and creates a space in which is hard to distinguish between reality and imagination.” I love that description of the book! You’ve put your finger on the exact thing I was going for.

      Thank you for such a delightful comment, and your constant readership, G.

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