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Joel Plue

Joel Plue, Author of Jacob and the Gnome Joel Plue is a Producer/Writer whose work includes Silent But Deadly, starring Jason Mewes, William Sadler and Jordan Prentice; as well as Mineville, starring Paul Sorvino, William Sadler and ABC's Nick Wechsler. Joel has appeared on several National Television shows such as MTV's TRL, Nick News, Hardcopy and Talk Soup. Joel is the CEO and Founder of Plue Entertainment, Inc., an independent production company/distributor which will be producing The Fallen Kingdom and Antarctica.

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Jacob and the Gnome by Joel Plue
Every night before she tucks young Jacob into bed, his mother reads to Jacob from a peculiar book of fairytale creatures. While listening to the stories Jacob will truly part the text and go on many adventures with his newfound fairytale friends on a quest to find the land of the Dragon King.


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Word Count: 5400
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The Journey Home by Joel Plue and Lori Kelly-Bailey After witnessing the slaughter of her village at the hands of the German Soldiers, little Anya must escape and journey alone across the frozen Russian tundra through a blizzard of epic proportion. Starving and slowly freezing to death, Anya will struggle to separate hallucination from reality. Each day presents a greater obstacle and another lesson learned in survival. She will be forever changed by her circumstance and the stranger that she will meet along the way.

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Jacob and the Gnome

“The Garden Gnomes,” Jacob’s mother began, reading aloud from a most peculiar book of fairy tales.

“Gnomes?” asked Jacob.

His mother continued, “Garden gnomes are known to be very sneaky, pesky little creatures. They spend their time tending to gardens and playing tricks on helpless human beings.”

His mother read on until Jacob slowly drifted off to sleep. She carefully placed the book on the bedside table, pulled the blankets gently around her son and then bent to kiss him softly on the forehead. At the door, she reached to turn down the lights and paused sadly to look about Jacob’s room, making note of the various medical equipment sustaining her son’s life. She quietly exited the room, leaving the door open to hear him in case he needed her in the night.

Jacob’s mother walked to the kitchen where her husband sat at the table, staring blankly into his cup of coffee. She placed her hand comfortingly on his shoulder. Looking up with tear-filled eyes, he spoke in a low tone, “I can’t believe his illness has progressed this quickly.”

Jacob’s parents continued to talk softly to one another. Their voices trailed off through the hallway and into Jacob’s room where the boy lay asleep in his bed.

Suddenly, Jacob’s eyes opened. Had he heard something? He was astonished to see a little garden gnome standing at his window, looking in at him. Unable to believe his eyes, Jacob closed them tightly. When he reopened them, the gnome was no longer there. Feeling relieved with the thought that it was just his mind playing tricks on him, Jacob leaned back against his pillow, staring up at the ceiling.

Moments later, tiny footsteps scurried across the bedroom floor. Jacob squinted about the darkened room, focusing on the foot of the bed. The little gnome he’d seen at the window was now standing there, staring him directly in the face. Startled, Jacob let out a yell. The gnome quickly retreated under the bed. Jacob looked around the room, wondering why his parents hadn’t come running in to check on him.

After hesitating for a moment, Jacob cautiously looked under his bed and to his relief, saw no sign of the creature. Jacob raised back up, moving to the center of the bed. Almost immediately, he felt a tapping on his shoulder, followed by the small, high-pitched voice of the gnome. “Um . . . excuse me.”
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The Journey Home

                                                                     Prologue

In the years prior to the German invasion of Russia, Sasha Zarkova, his wife Tatiana and their young daughter Anya were living happily in their tenement home in Moscow. In the summer months they would travel far from the city to stay with Anya’s grandparents at their cabin in the woods.

Deep in the forests surrounding Moscow, there lived a man named Nikolai Vitrovich and his young daughter Marilyn. Nikolai had lost his wife in a tragic accident some years prior and had become a bit of a recluse. Equipped with tremendous survival skills and a vast knowledge of the wilderness, Nikolai imparted these skills to his daughter, and the two lived quite simply and happily.

In June of 1941 without cause and in direct violation of the peace treaty between Germany and the Soviet Union, the German forces began their assault on Russia. It did not take long for the Nazis to advance and conquer Moscow, slaughtering some six hundred, fifty thousand souls and forever changing the lives of the Vitrovich and Zarkova families.

                                                                   Chapter One
                                                            Footsteps in the Snow


All around Nikolai’s small cabin, the cold wind whistled long and low, eerily beckoning, or perhaps warning anyone foolish enough to venture outside. The blinding white snow had fallen heavily for days, coating the tall pines and creating an absence of color and variation in the landscape. It would be nearly impossible for anyone to navigate this terrain. Inside the cabin, Nikolai sat alone in his living room, upright in an old wooden chair. He stared blankly into the hearth where a once roaring fire had burned.

The few smoldering embers that remained barely illuminated his face, revealing a pensive expression and eyes filled with sadness. Nervously, he twisted the grey hair that had grown long around his temples. He questioned the decision he had made, and now contemplated the outcome of the perilous journey that lay before him. With trembling hands, Nikolai slowly raised a small cup to his lips and finished the remainder of his tea. His breath billowed visibly as it mingled with the cold air in the room.

Nikolai stood slowly and walked to the fireplace. He set his cup down and retrieved a photo of his young daughter, Marilyn. He recalled the day it was taken and the purple dress and blue hair ribbon she’d worn. Nikolai held the picture to his chest, then kissed the frame and said to himself with conviction, “I will never stop until I find you,” and with that vow, he placed the photo into his pocket.

Nikolai banked the coals to the back of the fireplace, covering the last few embers and creating a long thin trail of smoke. Night was fast approaching as he hurried to gather the items he needed for his journey. His favorite hunting knife, which he secured to his belt. A satchel, in which he placed one flat iron pan, a thin rope, a flint, some dried meat, and a fresh loaf of bread. Nikolai cinched his boots tightly, bundled himself with a large fur coat and placed a Russian hunter’s hat upon his head. He paused for a moment to take a mental inventory of the home he was about to leave, and then with an audible sigh he stepped out into the cold night air. Nikolai stood on the porch allowing his eyes to adjust to the odd juxtaposition of blinding white snow against a pitch black sky. He shuddered as he thought about the long and uncertain journey ahead of him. Nikolai took a deep breath and forged on away from the safety of his home, across the frozen meadow and into the deep woods leaving nothing behind but a trail of footprints in the snow.
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