My first book (part 1)

Today I would like to highlight some of the early efforts of a dear writing friend of mind, Delilah Night. In this piece Delilah has bravely posted one of her early stories, a whimsical fantasy of unicorns and princesses and magicians and kings. In fact, it is an *illustrated* story, all illustrations by the author herself. And, like all good storytellers, she leaves us on a cliffhanger, waiting on the edge of our seats for the exciting conclusion to come tomorrow.

Delilah writes in a rather different style now, though her stories still often feature pirates and swashbucklers and high adventure… and a healthy dose of romance and sex and all things lusty. This earlier effort, however, is written in a more innocent style. Much more innocent. Have a look. You’ll see what I mean. And then see if you don’t see the kernel of the storyteller Delilah would grow up to be.

We recently excavated our storage closet.  Among outgrown baby clothes and tax returns from four years ago I stumbled across the magnum opus of my primary school writing career-The Last Unicorn.

Here is the first half of the book I wrote, edited, illustrated and TYPED on an actual TYPEWRITER because I’m old.  I’ve decided to share it with you because it’s just so damn bad.

All spelling and grammar errors are as written.

DSC_0641Once upon a time there were millions and trillions of Unicorns.  There was a greedy king who wanted everything including every single Unicorn! Finally one day the king said “I Have It! I Know How To Get Those Unicorns To Work For Me, Me, Me!”

DSC_0642All his subjects asked, “What?”

He said, “I shall call my Magicians, Hingle, Mingle, Shingle, and Bingle to put a spell over Uniland. But there is one problem. The King, Queen…

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8 thoughts on “My first book (part 1)

  1. That’s so sweet of you! Thanks so much for sharing 🙂

    I have my mom to thank for holding onto this for so long. I seem to remember her passing it to me maybe a decade ago, at which point I was old enough to tuck it away out of sentimentality rather than toss it.

    I totally remember writing this in third grade. It was this huge project that the entire grade did. We wrote the stories, typed them, illustrated them, and even made the cover. I think the only thing done for us was the binding. I remember bursting with pride over the whole enterprise.

    For the record–while my writing has improved, my drawing ability has not. 😉

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    • Haha, well, we would all be TOO jealous if you were a hot writer AND a hot sketch artist!

      And yeah, mothers are good for that, aren’t they? Saving odds bits and pieces. Timing of handing it over to the kid is critical, too. Too early, and we’ll just be embarrassed and get rid of it. Sounds like your mother timed it just right. 🙂

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  2. This is a MUCH different subject matter than I’m used to seeing on Lace’s blog.

    I like children’s books. They’re one of the few literary forms written in language I can understand.

    I think the overall concept is outstanding. Unicorns should definitely generate interest among readers; and, more importantly, their parents who do the buying. I wish the author the very best of luck with this endeavor.

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    • True on both counts! Children’s books are not usually my topic — nor books by children, as would be the case here — but they do tend to keep the language straight and to the point. What really interests me, though, is writing, in many forms, and I do love to see how a writer grows and progresses between the ages of, say, 8 and 30-something. I believe Delilah writes about other things than unicorns today. Unless, of course, the unicorn is a metaphor for something. Ahem.

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