She was an anomaly with a death sentence. Now she's free.
Thalli was scheduled for annihilation. She was considered an anomaly--able to experience emotions that should have been eradicated by genetic modification. The Scientists running the State couldn't allow her to bring undue chaos to their peaceful, ordered world. But seconds before her death, she is rescued.
Now Thalli is above ground in a world she thought was destroyed. A world where not even the air is safe to breathe. She and her three friends must journey across this unknown land, their destination a hidden civilization. It's their only chance of survival.
Broken and exhausted after an arduous journey, they arrive in New Hope, a town that survived the nuclear holocaust. When Thalli meets the people there--people actually "born" to "families"--her small world is blown wide open.
Soon after their arrival to New Hope, the town comes under attack. She has escaped imminent death, but now Thalli is thrust into a new fight--a fight to save her new home. Does she know enough about this world of emotions, this world of chaos, to save not only herself, but the people she has come to love?
Book One (linked to Goodreads)
My Writer’s Routine
Brew a full pot of coffee
Read my Bible
Stay in my pj’s (comfy=creative)
Make cup of coffee #1
Open the blinds so I can see outside
Check my e-mail
Check my Facebook
Make cup of coffee #2
Check e-mail and Facebook again, just in case something came up in the last 10 minutes that I might need to know
Check the library website to see if the books I requested are on hold yet
Open the folder that contains the book I am working on
Make cup of coffee #3
Remind myself that three cups of coffee in one hour makes me sick and I shouldn’t do it again
Pour a big glass of water to dilute all the caffeine in my system
Take a bathroom break
One more check of my Facebook and e-mail
A mental flogging that I have now wasted an hour and half of precious writing time drinking coffee and checking Facebook
Maximize my Word document and begin where I left off
(Unless it’s been a while, then I need to read the whole thing again to remind myself where I was)
Write nonstop for about three hours – not speaking to anybody, but occasionally checking Facebook
Stand up and stretch, grab a Coke Zero and a snack
Write nonstop for another three hours
Decide that, since it is now after 3pm, I should get out of my pj’s
Change into real clothes and thus lose all creative power
About the Author
Krista writes for teens, teaches teens, and more often than not, acts like a teen. She and her family have lived and ministered in Texas, Costa Rica, and Spain. Her current hometown is Tampa, FL.