I’m currently working on the sequel to my middle-grade children’s fantasy and it’s almost finished!
With new adventures, secrets and magic, there’s going to be an epic finale.
The first book, Wolfbaene, was created out of a sudden desire to write something my children would love to read and quickly became something I found adults enjoying too. Don’t we all love a little magic and endearing characters taking us into a world of wonder?
I’m not great at punctuation or grammar, but I have discovered I’m quite imaginative. So, when I completed my first manuscript and had it assessed professionally, I was a little excited to have the assessor tell me to continue writing and go ahead with getting Wolfbaene published.
If you have a story bursting to be written, I beg you to do it. Write, read and write… read a lot of other works of the same genre. Read! Discover the themes other use, take a mental note on how subjects are broached and find out how characters deal with situations. Then, spend time on your WIP like visiting with a friend. Sit and focus on what your characters are doing. Write down everything! Everything. And when your story finally comes to a close, get ready to be harsh – there’s usually a great deal of “fluff” that needs come out.
So sharpen your pencils and open your mind!
Here’s a little snippet from my first published book, Wolfbaene.
The air still held a slight chill, but as the sun peered over the top of the distant mountain peaks, it seemed to offer promise of a warm sunny day. Lichen hung from the enormous trees, resembling long white beards. William’s eyes grew wider and wider, when he noticed the bluebell flowers turn into tiny fairies as they fell from the vines that twisted up the tree trunks. Forest flowers of every colour peeped out from the tall green grass, which grew on either side of the track they followed – and strangely, he felt very comfortable, the same feeling he got when he climbed into bed at night.
Fury was proving to be quite easy-natured; at odds to his name and appearance. William quickly learned how to hold the reins and after each tumble and the arrival of a new bruise, he understood the name of his horse; it was a strong name and he liked it. He gradually adjusted himself to the horse’s rhythm.
Orrin led the two boys along the winding track, which led through ravines and deep tunnels and gave them passage into the looming mountains.
Eventually the dragon came to a stop, panting quite heavily – obviously not used to walking such a long distance.
‘This is where I shall leave you,’ he said, moving his wings as he spoke. ‘I will meet up with you later.’
Two boys, two dragons, a werewolf and a magic book 🐉🕍🗡🐺👑📖
*Proceeds go to Perth Children’s Hospital