The Fickle Muse

neighborhoodHappy Monday everyone. I am stuck in my house today. Winter has finally arrived in Texas. I awoke around four this morning to ice and sleet and a little bit of snow cracking on my windowpanes. I do believe I am a captive in my house for the next few days…or at least until I get bored and decide I really need to get away from my kids who will have managed to drive me crying into my closet (the one with the padded walls, necessary food and wine products, and the soundproof walls) by tomorrow. Ice day today means no school, and it’s very likely that school will be closed again tomorrow. But on the upside, it also means hot tea/cocoa, movies, warm blankets, and lots of snuggles until they all drive me crazy. It also means that I’m not able to get a lot of writing done, but that’s okay.

For today’s Muse I am offering up another excerpt from Witch Queen. I’ve been working on my beginning scene and while I was happy with it, it just didn’t read as a beginning scene to me. So, I’ve been playing around and I came up with a new scene that I like. Still, everything is all rough, and who knows how it will end up? I’ve still lots to do on it. Anyway, here is a short part of what I’ve been experimenting with.

Hope you are having a great Monday! I’m going to stay warm, catch up on some reading, and maybe do a little writing after the monsters go to bed tonight.

xo Jesi

Excerpt From The Witch Queen of Celmarra

Raven 3

I wasn’t supposed to be born.

That’s the first thing, and probably the most important, that you should know about me. No one knew I was coming and so, no one expected me. No one knew to make preparations for a girl at all. My parents were told they were having a boy, a single birth, and so they bought items for a little boy. The possibility of a little girl never entered their plans at all.

The second thing you should know is my name. I’m Anna. Annalise Brianna Tintallë Kevay. That’s me, but if you call me anything but Anna I won’t answer you. My parents believe that names matter, so they gave me and my brother names that are supposed to mean something, once they recovered from the surprise of my existence. And that would be the third thing you need to know.

I am a fraternal twin. My brother, Alexander Liam Eiran Kevay, was the first one born. According to the doctor, I was hiding behind Alex the whole time we were in our mother’s womb, our hearts beating in synchronicity and therefore causing no one to be able to detect me. During the ultrasound exam Alex’s body hid mine from view, overshadowing my own, protecting me even then.  He’s still protective of me, even though I can take care of myself. After all, he’s the one who taught me how. But, he is my brother, and I love him.

Now you might be asking yourself “what the hell does any of that have to do with why I’m reading this story?” Well, it has everything to do with it. My birth, our names, Alex protecting me…it’s all wrapped up in our story. And where does that story begin? I guess that depends. I could start my tale with ‘Once upon a time’ like any good fairy tale. But this is hardly a fairy tale despite the fact that it involves magic. I could begin in any number of ways, really, but my mom, the fantasy writer Miranda Kevay, always says you have to catch your audience in the first lines of any story. Well, my favorite beginning line has always been this one:

“It was a dark and stormy night.”

And, in my case, it just happened to be the truth.