Sometimes when I am writing, ideas for a scene will pop into my head based solely on what I feel or know about a person in my life. Passions that they have or some little idiosyncrasy will find its way onto my pages.
I've pasted the beginning of Chapter 2 of my second book "The Dragons Redress" below. The passion of the two ladies mentioned above will become obvious.
The scene centers on Abby who was rescued from the magical world of Vasara and brought into ours by Andy, whom she has loved from the first book. She is fast in acclimating herself to our world. I hope you enjoy it. Disclaimer: Please bear in mind it is a rough draft.
Andy and his father had been sitting at the kitchen table as the morning sunlight poured through the window. Two years had gone by since arriving back from Vasara. Andy and Abby were set to graduate high school in a few days time. Abby, with a little help from Redlin, was brought up to speed on the academics of this world. The former library curator was a born scholar and she soaked up the information like a sponge.
“How did this happen?” Redlin asked his son.
“I don’t know. It may have been building up and I just never noticed. What are we going to do?”
“Abby’s her own person my boy, if she chooses the dark path there is nothing either one of us can do.”
Just then the object of their conversation came striding into the room. Abby was wearing jeans with a white short sleeve button down shirt. The shirt-tail was pulled out and the two top buttons were unfastened. Her brown hair was loose and spread out on her shoulders. Andy still thought she looked like a pirate when she dressed this way.
But it was what adorned the top of her head that had prompted the early morning discussion. Sitting above that lovely face was a ball cap with the logo of the Boston Red Sox affixed to it.
“I could hear you two in the living room,” Abby said placing her hands on her hips. “You Yankee wimps need to get used to the idea that this is not just a one ball club home anymore.”
Andy and Redlin cast sidelong glances at each other, not saying a word lest they unleash a tongue lashing from this Dragonsgate scholar.
“Well?” Abby said raising one eyebrow.
“Nothing,” Andy said shaking his head quickly before he said something he would regret.
Abby started to turn and walk back into the living room. She paused mid-turn and leveled a gaze at Redlin.
“I have been reading master wizard that the Sox were once under a hundred year curse. You wouldn’t possibly have anything to do with that would you?”
“Abby! I’m shocked that you would even suggest that. Besides, that curse was in place long before I ever got here.”
Abby feeling she had tormented them enough gave them a winsome smile and glided out of the kitchen.
“That smile of hers is deadly,” Andy remarked.
“That it is,” Redlin agreed. “I think if she wanted, we would be converted to Red Sox fans, and we would be powerless to stop her.”