by Katrina Hart
Genre: Fantasy Fiction
When eighteen year old Alex’s little sister’s pony goes missing, he sets out to look for her and finds himself in a strange gypsy camp in the middle of a forest. The pony is being cared for by a young girl called Faith. When Alex accepts a drink from Faith’s grandmother, he wakes up later to find himself transported into 2038 to a technologically-advanced, very colourful world inhabited by humans and robots. Alex soon discovers that he is now twenty, married and has a magical little baby girl. A magic he only seems to notice. He soon finds out that he will have to defend his little girl from the half-breeds with everything he has. He travels back through the magic pages of books to try and save her before it is too late and she is lost from him forever.
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“Destiny! Destiny!” I yelled, walking the dark forest alone.
Broken branches crunched beneath my feet. Black, shadowing trees loomed over me, following my every move. Owls hooted and flapped in every direction. I proceeded, calling the girlie-named pony.
I walked till my feet burned. It had been hours with no sign of Destiny, when the forest seemed to come alive before my eyes! Classical music hummed around a circle of purple gypsy tents, which surrounded a huge pink camp fire. I rubbed my tired eyes in disbelief. I opened them again and saw Destiny being cuddled lovingly by a pale girl with black hair flowing like a never-ending river. I walked over to the girl and Destiny.
“Hey miss, you found my sister’s pony.” I looked down at them both.
“Mister, she is my pony!” She held Destiny closer in a protective grip.
I was about to argue my point, but a cold hand pushed on my shoulder, stopping me.
“Grandma! He wants my pony.” The girl pointed in my direction.
“Faith, don’t point it’s rude!” The old woman scolded her like she was a child.
“Where the hell did you come from!” I shouted and jumped to look her in the face.
“My tent, just this way,” the grandma said as she walked inside her purple tent.
I followed, outraged. I just wanted my sister’s pony back.
“Enter,” the old woman croaked, coughing.
“Are you okay!” I whispered.
“Yes! Yes! Don’t worry yourself, now what can I do for you, sir?” She coughed again.
“I need my sister’s pony back. It’s her everything,” I pleaded.
“My Faith loves her too,” the old lady coughed again.
“I will do anything, I need that pony!” I tried again, staring into the old lady’s purple eyes.
Her wrinkled, transparent face and white long hair, tied in a bun tight above her head, made her look frail. She sat down behind a crystal ball. “Anything?”
“Let me see your future,” she coughed, rubbing her crystal ball and looking inside its clear dome.
The silence dragged on like an unspoken question in a crowded room. Sadness crossed her face.
“It’s done!” she shouted; her eyes seemed to turn black.
“Thank you.” I smiled, a little confused.
“My pleasure.” She coughed, handing me a blue drink in a clear glass. “Please drink, it will bring you good luck on your way home. It’s a tradition, you know,” she said.
I didn’t want to seem rude, so I drained the glass. My head spun and everything became unfocused.
I fought to see through the darkness. Crying, and the smell of hay surrounded me.
“Hello! Who’s there? Where am I?” I whispered, following the cries of what sounded like a girl being murdered.
“Hello!” I yelled over her cries. I feared for us both. A light danced on of its own accord. Straw was everywhere. Pink, blue and red horses wandered about, leaving their stalls empty. The barn looked steel, unlike anything I had seen before. A computer was flat-attached to the wall, but there was no keyboard to type on. Had I been drinking? Or dreaming? I wasn’t sure, but this barn looked far too advanced for my time.
The girl’s cries turned to screams. The sound was deafening; my heart thumped. I stood beside the screaming stable door, sliding it open with a loud squeak. Peering inside, her gaze met mine; her black flowing hair lay upon the straw, sticking to her sweat-covered forehead.
“Faith? Is that you? What are we doing here?” I rushed to her side.
“I’m screaming and you are late!” she said blowing out a breath.
“I don’t even know where we are, do you?” I retorted.
Faith screamed, grabbing my hand like a vice then relaxing once more. She placed an old folded piece of paper into my hand.
“Read it!” Her breath came out raggedly.
The note read …
Dear Alex, and Faith.
Destiny had many lovely years with your little sister, as promised Alex.
I saved your lives. You are in 2038 on the morning that bound your futures together. I saw it!
Don’t hate an old Gypsy for sending you on your way.
Good luck both of you!
The note fell from my hands, “We are in 2038, hell!”
“Isn’t it?” Faith screamed.
I tried to get Faith to let go of my hand. Then her body went stiff and I began to panic; she needed a doctor or midwife right now. But a cry split the air and a robot computer handed her a screaming baby.
On the computer screen, fireworks announced Faith had a baby girl
“We,” she whispered, as the robot computer walked away. I kissed Faith softly on the lips, and a weird deja vu came over me. Love flooded my heart, sending warm shivers coursing through my body.
“Shall we call her Destiny?” Faith asked, gazing into my eyes.
“That’s perfect,” I smiled.
This was the first moment of my new life.
Please tell us about your novel.
My novel ‘Finding Destiny’ follows Alex after his little sister’s pony goes missing and he goes off to find her. Little does he know that she would lead him to a strange gypsy camp in the middle of a forest. Where he later finds himself transported into 2038 into a world inhabited with humans and robots. He soon learns he has to protect his family from the half-breeds before it’s too late and they are lost from him forever.
What inspired you to write your very first novel?
I’ve always wanted to write a novel of my very own ever since I started to read, and enjoyed the wonderful adventures of other people’s stories and novels. My first novel Finding Destiny started off as a short story in a creative writing class. I loved following Alex’s adventure and the story just grew with each new character and place Alex went. I felt very inspired to see Alex’s adventure through and for me it was a real magical experience and in turn that inspired me to keep writing more stories and novels.
Do you like to write on a computer, dictate or longhand?
I write on my laptop or IPod mostly because it’s much easier for me to carry around when doing other things. And if ideas come to mind when I’m busy I can make notes and send them to myself for later on…
Are you a planner or write as you go writer?
I’m a discovery writer I love to watch the story unfold as it happens, so I’m just as shocked, amazed and focused on each new advent as my character’s are. I think for me seeing everything as they do helps me understand how they are feeling and what motivates their actions at that time. Also I would find it boring if I knew too much ahead of time and likely fall out of love with the story itself.
One of the magical things about not knowing where your story is heading or what path your character might choose, is the feeling of complete freedom and wonder when walking a dark path or speaking to a new character. Who could be your friend or just as easy lead you to some feeding ground and you could never be seen again.
What are your current projects you are working on?
I’m working on polishing my second novel ‘The lost Town of Man’s Crossing’ And writing some short stories at the moment.
What have you found to be the most enjoyable part of writing a novel?
There are so many amazing things about writing a novel, but for me it’s seeing the adventure unfold before my very eyes and getting stuck in the magic of the story. As well as getting to know each character as and when they pop up in a world or place.
Do you have any advice for writer’s out there that are writing their novel at this very moment?
There is so much great advice out there for writers who have just begun a writing journey of their own. My advice is find the way you write best and follow the adventure without putting too much pressure on yourself. And enjoy the writing process as you go.
Thanks for having me on your blog..
My name is Katrina Hart but I was always called Katie. I live in the East of England with my family and Holly, Smokey my two cats as well as Jessie our dog, they are a nutty bunch but I love them all the same. I have always had a passion for reading. I could easily spend a whole lifetime engrossed in a good book. In my twenties I joined an online writing class, where I fell in love with writing my own stories. Since I started writing I have discovered a new love for quotes, a quote that really inspired was from Toni Morrison. Toni said “If there’s a book you really want to read but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.” I came across this quote whilst I was studying, this is one of the many things that inspired me to begin my first novel. I always welcome anyone to visit my blog at http://katrinamarie25.wordpress.com.
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