Finally, back to writing…

Time flows faster than a river…

Part of it is that the new book is the first in a series and I’m trying to get the full picture in my brain before I get into full swing.  I know, it sounds like a great excuse.  But these characters are setting up housekeeping in my mind and they are kind of slow moving in and not as chatty as I would like, but I think they are starting to open up a little.  Let me introduce a couple of them to you.

First, there’s Darcy O’Hara, the plucky teenage heroine in this “finding your light” story.  Darcy has grown up under the dubious influence of “Bewitched” and “Charmed” and believes with all her heart that she’s a witch, but so far that magic has just not come through for her.

Then, there’s her younger brother Ryan, a fifteen year old soccer enthusiast, who scoffs unabashedly at his older sister’s “weird” notions.  Ryan is clever and very grounded, but mostly he enjoys teasing his sister.  In short, a typical smart-arse younger brother.

Our story begins when these two youngsters have been shipped off for the summer to visit their father’s brother and his family in Ireland.  For Darcy, it’s the opportunity to find her gifts in a place that surely has to be magical.  While basically a young adult novel, I like to think of it as a “young at heart” novel because it will appeal to all who enjoy a good fantasy story set in the heart of enchantment.  The book is titled “Dew Dropping Hour” and it’s the first in the Isles of Magic series.  I hope you’ll keep coming back for progress reports and little snippets.

We who are old, old and gay, O so old!
Thousands of years, thousands of years,
If all were told:

Give to these children, new from the world,
Silence and love;
And the long dew-dropping hours of the night,
And the stars above:

Give to these children, new from the world,
Rest far from men.
Is anything better, anything better?
Tell us it then:

Us who are old, old and gay, O so old!
Thousands of years, thousands of years,
If all were told.

A Faery Song
William Butler Yeats