A.D. Trosper

I had to stop writing this afternoon and do some sorting and figuring out. I have several extra dragon riders and they were getting tangled up and generally causing chaos.

I finally had to yell at them. It went something like this;

“You, you, you, you, you, and you, get over there and line up!”

*then I waited while they all shuffled into line*

I got out my note pad and started at the front of the line.

“Who the heck are you?” I asked, pointing my pen at the first person in line.

She answers that her name is Nira.

“And what color of dragon do you ride?”

“Green.”

“You can’t ride a green right now, all of those from this clutch are already taken.”

“Oh, um… then a yellow.”

“Great.” I marked that down. “What’s her name?”

“Saria”

“Fine.”

I pointed at the next person. “Who the heck are you?”

“Nordhas.”

“What’s your dragon’s color and name?”

“He’s blue and his name is Arkhas.”

“Fine.” I wrote it down and moved onto the next.

“Who the heck are you?”

“Sumara, I ride a green dragon.”

“That’s right, you do. What’s her name?”

“Keta.”

I wrote that down.

And so on and so forth until I reached the end of the line. One I had everything written down I turned them and said, “Now, everybody get to your places in the book and stay there. Quit wandering around trying to confuse me.”

Then I set up a waiting area for new dragon riders so I can make sure I record their name, their dragon’s name and their dragon’s color before they ever set foot in the story.

And these are things that go on inside my head.