to celebrate national novel writing month (or the unfortunately nicknamed "NaNoWriMo") this year i will spare myself the white-hair-inducing effects of writing 50,000 words in the month of November by writing a story a day.
these stories will be of any length and veer into any territory i wish. the idea is for me to write one a day for every day of november. these will be first drafts with minimal editing.
if you are into any of it. please comment below! perhaps you can help me figure out if there's ANYthing in these stories worth adapting or polishing into something awesome.
story 22. evan aoki: miracle baby (by jenny yang. friday, november 29, 2013)
they called him a “miracle baby.” evan aoki. he was this little hapa kid in my school. i first really hung out with him when we both were taking swim classes together. he looked like any other kid - nothing too remarkable about him. smooth pale skin, a toothy grin and brown hair. but they called him a miracle.
turns out evan was not supposed to happen. his dad had a vasectomy after having their second child so evan was really a surprise. evan’s mom, sam aoki, peed on three different sticks just to be sure.
NOOOOOOOO was the scream heard around the quiet suburban Pasadena neighborhood to send the neighborhood dogs abarking.
“what do you mean i’m pregnant?” said sam, as she tucked a lock of her fine blond hair behind her left ear. that was sam’s nervous “tell.”
they were at the obstetrician’s office to make things official.
“yeah. what do you mean we’re pregnant?” echoed evan’s dad, todd. “i’m supposed to be sterile.”
the doctor nodded, “yes. you’re right. you’re technically supposed to be sterile. you only have a fifty thousand sperm count...out of the billion or so normal levels of sperm. that’s nothing.”
“one of those little bastards found sam’s egg,” todd said in disbelief....