Alan and Hailie are as usual, unruly and often annoying.
Since I woke up from my coma, it took me a long time to get them back to the way they used to be with me, because for some reason they were quite afraid of me. Hiding instantly the moment they saw me, something that caused me a lot of pain, but everything was solved after a while.
During these months, I dedicated my time to learning how to draw, something that bore a lot of fruit.
Thanks to the fact that I did not last long with my casts, since I had been in a coma for some time, I was able to practice without any problem after a few days.
I must say that the time with casts was the most uncomfortable, having to go with mom to the bathroom every day is not a good feeling, especially when I had to urinate.
Thank goodness those dark and embarrassing times are over...
Sigh
When I learned to draw I realized that my talent to learn is quite monstrous, all the techniques I saw on Youtube, I learned just by watching them once, even the ones that were incomplete I managed to decipher them by pure logic.
I just needed to see someone painting or drawing and that was it, I learned whatever I saw.
Although it takes me a while to put it to use, I always fail about 2 or 3 times before I get it right.
Currently I have almost all the Harry Potter saga written and drawn, I just have to patent them and send them to a publisher. I have yet to write the other secondary novels, like 'Fantastic Animals' and its ilk.
But I always believed that you should never put all your eggs in one basket, so I wrote different books by different authors, from Narnia by C. S. Lewis, to Game of Thrones by George R. Martin.
I tried to write The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, but all the historical data was very different, I would practically have to make a new one based on his book, it's not difficult, but it would take some time.
To all the books I had to make many edits, the change of dominant genre in the world often changed the stories too much, but with the idea already in mind, it was not difficult at all to do.
"What do you think my boy?"
Taking me in her arms, mom spoke to me.
I am currently in my bed with mom, remembering with a smile my entire journey in this new world.
Although whenever I reminisce, I can't help but feel a terrible ache in my heart remembering Ashley, but I also remember that I have a family that cares about me, and by being sad, I only worry them more.
So, having that sense of responsibility, I smile and turn to mom "I was just thinking about how much I love you, mom."
"Hehe~" Laughing silly, Eva lifted Christian and sat him on her stomach, as she brought her hands towards Christian's face "My boy gets more beautiful every day, look at those eyes, I wouldn't trade them even for the most expensive gem in the world."
Smiling, she released me from my mother's hands and laid me on her breasts, gently gazing at the face of the woman who lights up my day to day "I love you mommy"
"Me more my baby boy"
"Mom, I have to show you something" Getting off the bed, I bend down to reach under the bed and pull out my first novel, then climb back on top of mom "This is my novel"
Raising her eyebrows in surprise, Mom settles in a bit and takes the notebook, perusing every page, from the cover to the scenes and characters in the story, all drawn and written by my own hand.
...
"Y-you did this?" asks Eva after a good few minutes, minutes in which she spent looking at the drawings and reading certain fragments of the story.
"Yes"
"..." Staring at the notebook in a daze, Eva kept slowly turning the pages, unable to believe what she's seeing "H-how long have you been doing this...? No... when did you learn to draw?"
"I've been writing these books for a few months now... and I learned to draw about 2 months ago, although almost every day I learn something new"
"This is what I used to see you do every day?"
"Yes, it was quite fun"
"..." Looking up, Eva looked at Christian with narrowed eyes "You said these books, did you write others?"
"Yes..."
"Show them to me"
Pouting, Christian again reached down and pulled out a cardboard box full of books, then turned the box over on the bed, revealing 38 notebooks.
"T-all these are books written by you?" asked Eva, quickly getting out of bed, as her eyes widened.
"Yes"
"Each and every one of them?" Eva asked, pointing her trembling finger at the books scattered on the bed.
"Yes"
"H-how?"
"I'm a genius."
"I see... y-yes... a g-genius" Eva murmured dazedly, slowly picking up the nearest notebook, opening the first cover to read the title "'The Lady Of The Rings'... what's it about?"
"Mmmm, that story is quite long, it has 10 books that relate to each other, but with different places in the same world... in general it's a middle-age world, with dwarves, dragons, orcs, wizards, etc."
"10 books... I see" Nodding dazedly, Eva picks up another book, opening it to see the title "'Narnia - The Niece Of The Mage.... what's it about?"
"That's a book from another story, it has its own saga... in general it's a somewhat magical medieval world, the land of the story is called Narnia... it's hard to explain, you should read it if you want to"
"I see... another book saga" muttered Eva in a daze, turning her gaze repeatedly between the books and Christian "All of this.... did you do it all by yourself?"
"Yes"
"That's... amazing" Picking up another notebook at random, Eva opened it, finding something completely different.
This notebook had no stories or anything written in it, just drawings made with graphite pencil.
"This woman... is it me?" Opening her eyes wide, Eva looked in amazement at her drawing in the notebook, where she could be seen lying on the bed, smiling happily, while a sheet covered the lower half of her body, leaving her breasts uncovered.
Turning to the next page, he finds another drawing of her, but this drawing was made with a side perspective, where she could be seen with a smile while cooking. Everything was perfectly drawn, every little detail of the kitchen was on the paper, while the smallest wrinkle in her clothes was on the drawing.
Turning page after page, Eva found that this entire notebook was dedicated to her, each and every page had drawings of her, where in every drawing, she was smiling.
The backgrounds were different, in her car, in the bedroom, on the couch, she even had a drawing in the bathroom.
"This..." Turning page after page, Eva reached the end of the notebook, going through hundreds of drawings of her, but what she saw at the end, dampened her eyes.
On the last page, a drawing could be seen of Eva along with Hailie, Alan and Ashley sitting on the couch, where they were all smiling with obvious joy, but in this drawing, Christian wrote a few words at the bottom.
"The reason for my joy, the smiles that light up my world..."
With misty eyes, Eva looked up at the blushing Christian, who looked away in embarrassment.
Blinking for a few seconds while processing the amount of emotions in her, Eva can't stand it anymore and hugs Christian tightly, as a soft smile showed on her face "My boy is so sweet~"
With extreme joy, Eva held Christian in her arms, while the boy was still dealing with the embarrassment he felt when they found his secret.
"Hahaha~" Laughing heartily, Eva turned Christian's face away and brought his face closer, kissing him repeatedly all over his face, while rubbing her cheeks with the boy's cheeks.
"Moooom, stop it!" Feeling suffocated, Christian let go with difficulty, then quickly wiped all the saliva on his face, pouting at the woman beside him.
"Hahaha~" Getting up from the bed while giggling, Eva quickly walked towards Christian "Don't run away from mom, let me hold you for a few more hours."
Without waiting for her to throw herself against him, Christian looked bitterly at his mother's hands coming quickly towards him, being in her clutches in seconds.
After a few minutes, Christian was released from the woman with excess happiness.
All his clothes were disheveled, his face had Eva's saliva on it, his hair was completely disheveled, but still, Christian had a soft smile on his face.
Standing up a little, Christian looked at his mother with annoyance as he fixed his hair that brushed his face "You got carried away again!"
"Hehe~" Smiling foolishly, Eva walked over to Christian, fixing his clothes a bit "It's just that my boy is so cute, I can't help it."
"*Sigh*" Shaking his head in resignation, Christian lay down on his mother's chest, cupping one of her breasts with both hands, while looking at Eva "Can I?"
"I don't know why you ask, every day you do the same thing" Rolling her eyes, Eva lifted up her shirt, exposing her two breasts without a bra.
"It's polite, I can't just do it without asking mom"
"As if you haven't done it before"
"These are exceptional cases, I can't ask you if you are asleep, what's more, you should thank me for not disturbing your sleep"
"Yes, yes, do whatever you want" With an amused smile, Eva lay down on the bed, watching affectionately the child who was beginning to suckle her breast.
"Mom, I need your help" Releasing the nipple for a moment, Christian looked at Eva with conflict.
"On what?"
"I want to publish my novel in a publishing house"
Frowning, Eva stared into Christian's eyes "For what?"
Knowing his mother doesn't want him to talk about money, Christian responds with a lie "I want people to read what I write..."
"..." Pursing her lips, Eva mused 'How the fuck do you get a book published by a publisher? I can't tell my kid I don't know..."
"What do you need help with?"
"The problem is that I need to do legal paperwork... I was researching online, and it turns out that it's pretty simple to send a book to a publisher, I just have to patent it to avoid having it stolen, something that happens all too often."
"Patent the book?"
"Yes, I need to leave a record that the book is mine, to prevent it from being plagiarized or used without my consent."
"I see..." Eva nodded as if she understood everything, but inside, she didn't know in the least what Christian was talking about.
"The problem is that I have to photocopy 3 copies to my notebook, plus I need $40 to register it... and I don't have any money."
"No problem, it's only $40, mom will help your child with everything" Smiling without hesitation, Eva replied.
Staring at Eva, Christian couldn't help but feel bad.
He knows perfectly well that $40 is quite a lot of money for them, much more now that his mother has a large debt to her name. But here she is, agreeing to throw away $40 just for a request from him, a request that perhaps, won't pay back the money spent.
Feeling that words are unnecessary, Christian walked up to his mother and kissed her cheek, then returned to his chest and continued nursing, averting his gaze from the smiling woman.
'With the copyright ready, I just have to get in touch with a publisher... the work is complete, cover, editing, even the illustrations... I should be able to order 25% of the work without any problems'
'The problem is that the possibility that they will accept my novel is very low, although the story is good, few people take a risk for the new, even more, if that new comes from a child... I should leave a false name and my identity hidden, it would affect sales, but I think it would affect them more if they know that the book is written by a 9-year-old'
'I was researching, and I found out that there are 2 publishers based in Detroit, they are not the best, but it's better than nothing' Christian reflected, seeing all the cons of his situation 'In this age, the internet is not very well developed, if I want to work with other publishers, I would have to go to the headquarters in another state, something that is currently impossible'
'My boy is so cute~' Eva suddenly spoke, quickly taking Christian in her arms, then picking him up and kissing his face.
'Here go again...' With a tired sigh and a wry smile, Christian stood still, letting his mother release her emotions.
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