The Dragon in the Library

Happy New Year! It has been some time since I last posted a blog entry. 2018 had many unexpected difficulties and challenges, but also had moments of joy and became the year that my book, The Adventures of Princess Jellibean, was published by my new publisher, Crimson Cloak Publishing. To find out why I changed publishers and had to start over with my series, read here.

I dedicated 2018 to writing and seeing my books published. I have seven under contract with Crimson Cloak and have several others I am writing. Since I feel writing is my purpose, I plan to continue that dedication through 2019. I have also been blessed with an amazing and talented illustrator who has expressed interest in illustrating all of my books.

Currently I am participating in my third StoryStorm, an annual challenge on Tara Lazar’s Writing for Kids (While Raising Them) blog to generate 30 picture book ideas in 31 days. Each day in January guest bloggers present inspirational posts with ideas and stories of experiences that seek assist in the challenge by igniting the minds of the participants.

Today’s entry was titled Cathy Breisacher Pictures HerĀ Ideas. In the post, the author talks about looking at any visual image for inspiration. After reading her post I was reminded of the library at my elementary school in Trussville Alabama. When I went there, the library had a massive painting of a dragon next to a village. I had to pass by several times a week and each time I would make up a story in my head about what was happening in that picture.

Sometimes the dragon was attacking the villagers, burning their crops and homes, sending the people running in terror. Sometimes the dragon was misunderstood by the village but ended up defending them against some terrible threat, winning their affection and becoming their defender. Sometimes the village and dragon were completely unaware of each other as their lives were lived separately in peace. In those instances, I usually imaged the dragon had some hobby like reading, scuba diving, or nature painting. I loved that picture in the library and creating the stories became the highlight of my day and the fuel to my daydreams.

Throughout my childhood I made up stories to entertain myself and my little sister. This was several years before I declared to the universe that I wanted to become a prolific author. I hadn’t even discovered a love of writing at that point, it was all in my head or verbal. Looking back I realize I was a budding storyteller.

StoryStorm has re-taught me to seek inspiration in everything around me. I find the process exhilarating and am back to generating ideas in my head around images I encounter. The only difference now I capture those in written word and am honored to share them with my readers. I am delighted that these creative eyes have returned to me so many years later.

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