WIP: Nobody at the Edge of the World
Jackie Bell wants a quiet life. She chose a quiet life. And maybe, if she ignores the prophecy, and the attractive magic people, and Damien Bones, and that whole thing with the multi-dimensional portal, she’ll get it.
Genre: Fantasy Adventure, Coming of Age (of sorts)
Setting: Sometime in the Future, the beach town Glasscliff Coast, CA
Synopsis:
Glasscliff wasn’t normal. That was drilled into Jackie Bell’s head every day, from the portals in her apartment to the red sunsets that capped off every day. Jackie personally thought that it would be cooler if the sunsets were green, and personally hated portals. They weren’t anything new, hadn’t been since before she was born. Plus, they were the reason for the scientists. They were the reason why her father moved downtown before he died. They were the reason she found the book.
A book detailing the life of one Jackie Bell, daughter of a PI and a scientist, and her adventures in Glasscliff Coast, CA, the city of the red sunset. Yeah. Finding out you weren’t real was heavy for a middle-schooler.
Even worse, it wasn’t even that good.
Now, it wasn’t entirely the portal’s fault, but in her defense, she was eleven and didn’t know better. It seemed she didn’t know better than to read ahead, either. She got through a few pages before deciding she would never, ever save the world. So when, three days later, a glowing rock fell in front of her feet, she ran.
Two days later, the book disappeared, leaving her with many, many existential questions and the start of a fantastic case of depression.
Now she was sixteen and depressed, thinking it was all behind her. But she forgot she wasn’t the only character in the book, and it’s come back to haunt her in the form of seven very attractive, very fucked up people with magic powers who were supposed to save the world last year from a bad guy with one of the dumbest names she’s ever heard of.
But she’s scared, and she won’t, won’t do it. Probably. Well, the thing is, going on a grand adventure would mean admitting three things she doesn’t want to. That the book was right, she isn’t real, and she was supposed to have died last year.
