Like the little one here I feel like I’ve been heating up a dragon egg with my body for a while now, and she’s finally hatched. Now I can only hope she grows as large and has as many children as Sae.

 SEVEN YEARS AGO:

After telling my girlfriend she should write a book (because she hated college) she insisted I should write one. Well I think epic Calliope must have been hovering around because, after asking aloud what on Earth I would possibly write about, she whispered this idea right in my ear and I knew then and there that I would be her modern day mouthpiece for a new myth.

YEARS 1 – 6:

I listened and listened. Which is perhaps code for: was unbelievably lazy and thought instead of wrote. At the end of six years only about 30,000 words existed on paper. And I started the editing process. I figured I’d end somewhere around 40,000 because there was one chapter toward the beginning I hadn’t written yet…well as it turns out, I wasn’t really ready to edit yet, because in four months I did indeed write that ‘last’ 10,000 words…oh and another 100,000 on top of it.

So if you’re keeping score at home, that’s 30,000 words in six years. And 110,000 in four months…good thing I did all that listening eh?

YEAR 7:

Eight months of editing and working on cover/chapter art and my baby was finally ready to hatch. The egg I’d laid had indeed gestated, and had grown into a fully formed little one. And was she ever impatient to break out of her shell and spread her wings…and honestly I couldn’t stand to cuddle her any longer and let her siphon my body heat. So she broke out, she hatched, and now we’re keeping each other warm. I love her very much, I’m already 30,000 words into her baby (so it won’t take her seven years to be a mother…apparently dragons mature fast) I hope you come to lover her as much as I do, I hope she becomes as large and powerful I know she can be.