Moïra, The book

All the materials

Introduction
An illustrated introduction of the book.
4 pages.
Ch1. Sunsets and Super Nova 's
This is where everything begins ...
20 pages.
Ch2. Ice Salt Water
When I woke up, I was in my bed with my black and gray covers pulled over me. It was night out ...
14 pages.
Ch3. Sparks
After five days of hospital pudding and cold turkey, ...
16 pages.
Ch4. Twenty Below
Our bags were now packed, and slowly the mini van ...
14 pages.
Ch5. Senseless Crash
My head felt sore and looking at the same trees outside and the same old pick ups or four by fours passing you by was getting kind of old. ...
10 pages.
Ch6. Rubber Gloves and Blue Scrubs
No flashes, no dreams, no pain, just voices around but they weren't directed at me. I tried to open my eyes.. ...
15 pages.
Ch7. Bruises you can't erase
“Guys you have to help me! Craig … is going crazy! He's trying to attack dad!” She said short of breath. ...
11 pages.
Ch8. Homecoming
“A voice called my name, I opened my eyes. I had probably dozed off ...
13 pages.

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Marine.

Why writing ?

Difficult to answer but I know that I woke up once with this story that I dreamt of and I couldn't help but tell about it and here's "Moïra, the book". People could say "It's childish", it's "immature", It's ... Well, this is a story written in my seventeens, with pleasure, and I know I'll have to face unsympathetic comments of individual readers who will wax merry, sardonic, or contemptuous but I'm counting on all the other's constructive remarks and welcome. These are the one who count because they are going to help me improve this book and moreover, achieve this important step in my existence : Becoming a young adult and ... a writer.

Whatever I can't resist quoting a master of science fiction who said once: I know all the miseries, but somewhere among them is happiness. I can’t easily explain where it is or what it consists of, but it is there. I know the happiness and I experience it, and I will not stop writing while I live—and may I die if I would change places with the President of the United States. From Isaac Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine, Dec 21, 1981.