Eragon

Well, I got Eragon from our library last Saturday, and I think I'm going to finish it off tonight. I must say, it was better than I expected, but of course it doesn't compare with Lord of the Rings (Which, incedentally, Paolini draws heavily off of). I haven't seen the movie yet, which is good, because I like to read books before I see movies based off of them, because in 99 out of 100 times, the book is better than the movie.

The reason I got the book in the first place, was because of the author. He was fifteen when he began the first book, and it took him a year to finish the first draft. That's just my age, so I am intrigued reading the work of a kid my age. He's in his early twenties now, but it's still cool reading a published book written by a fifteen year old. This is very interesting, but he was homeschooled. Also, he liked classical music, and listened to it while writing Eragon. But get this, Stephen King (I hope you know who that is) listens to hard rock while he writes. Very interesting.

Now, of course, I've been working on a new story for a couple of weeks. I don't really want to say anything about the plot right now. But, I've gotten over 15,000 words now. My goal is somewhere around 100,000 words, so I'm slowly getting there. Also, I decided to throw myself a little party when I finish; go get a bunch of junk food and soda, and stay up all night, and read my book when I finish the first draft.

If you're wondering, I listen to Skillet when I write. I wonder what that says about my writing. I guess I must be somewhere inbetween Eragon's simple characters, black and white morals, uplifting air, and Stephen Kings dark, horror stories.