I'm writing a book! It's a Native American, historical fiction, 3rd person awesomeness-fest! It's pimp! Below is a preview...
'as the pair headed towards the woods, they were unaware that they were watched by a lone figure....'
that one's not too good, so I'll write another.
'As they ran for their' life, Crazy Coyote turned and fired off two arrows, one after the other, again taking up the task of running when the beast simply brushed aside the arrows. "The Spirits do not favor us this day, father!" panted Crazy coyote, out of breath.'
pretty cool, huh? I'm expecting it to be finished by the end of the month, maybe earlier.