Boxes of books. Check.
Glittery dragon looking for a forever home. Check.
Yeah, a dragon.
Dragons are awesome. Always have been and always will be, from the time of asshole knights hunting them, to the cute and cuddly cartoon types singing songs to toddlers on the tele. I’m pretty sure everyone would sacrifice their grandmother for the chance to have a dragon for a friend. Hell, I’d sacrifice her for a cup of tea.
Spoiler; dragons aren’t real. Or if they are, they’re really smart and slumber until the time they can wake and destroy humanity and take over the world.
So you won’t get an honest to god dragon from my stall this weekend. Sorry.
You will, however, get the chance to win the Lonely Dragon in a book lover’s prize pack. Along with the dragon will be three paranormal books (Melissa Marr, Simon Holt, and You Hyun), a box of tea (all book lovers must remain hydrated during a binge reading fest), and a cat tote bag (because, cats are cool like dragons) to put it all in. Only if you’re in Canberra, go to GAMMA con, find my stall in the artist alley, and sign up for the newsletter do you have a chance to win. Yeah, this dragon is going to cost you your email. On Sunday, the Lonely Dragon will find a new home and hopefully it will be a happy one.
Until then, Lonely Dragon will be joining the adventure road trip. Jump over to facebook.com/aprilklasenauthor and watch him on his quest to find happiness. Especially hard to be happy when we won’t be allowed to purchase fireworks in Canberra. We were looking forward to that. And now there is nothing but disappointment. Though, friends have been making suggestions as to what fun can be had in the capital city; some boozy nights at Moose Head Tavern, strolls down some place called Fishwyick (?), Questacon, and wear lots of jumpers if I find warmth fun. With all that in mind, who knows where this dragon will find himself. Maybe he’ll make it to Parliament house for a selfie.
All that can be said is “damn he’s cute”. If you think the same, please enter to win.
Step one; go to convention.
Step two; sign up for the newsletter and put your name/number into the draw.
Step three; wait for the call on Sunday to come and collect your new dragon, as well as the rest of the cool prize.
And then on Monday, everything goes back to normal as my friend and I travel back home; without the dragon. I’m thinking some intense thoughts of sacrificing my grandmother now. Which deity would accept grandmothers in exchange for a real dragon? Or even just a cup of tea?
P.S. The new Friday series, Fluent, starts next week.