When I woke up on September 3rd, 2012, a strange and life-altering thing happened.
The previous night, a fanciful image had played through my pillow-cushioned head. This was not unusual. My imagination often helps lull me to sleep with such fancies. Ninety-nine times out of a hundred, they fade out as soon as I do, lost forever in a land of dreams. But this time was different.
Six years ago today, my eyes blinked open to a new morning, and I remembered.
This memory, this image, quickly morphed into a full-blown idea. Shirking whatever other responsibilities might have had a claim upon me that day, I threw myself into the task of fleshing the idea into a story. A story in a magical world, populated by unique characters.
Shortest day of my life.
And I haven’t looked back since.
The image-turned-memory-turned-idea became my first completed novel, Men & Dragons. Granted, this birthday might feel a lot more meaningful if it were published by now. But perhaps by next year. ‘Til then, I continue to think of this as the day that launched my “career” as a writer of fiction. Which is still kinda special.
Thanks to all the friends and family who have read my stories, and encouraged me along the way. My debts to you are incalculable.
I tried to think of some little goody I could offer my readers for this occasion. Some fun Easter egg, or “deleted scene”. Something to amuse those who have already read my book baby, and pique the interest of those who have not. Unfortunately, this little gallery of sketches is the best I could do for now.
(Nothing is more impossible than trying to satisfactorily render drawings of one’s own characters. At least when one’s artistic abilities are limited.)