Deborah Fredericks couldn’t make my picture work for some reason. This relates to The Cock of the South, and my post about the cockatrice in the story. I really appreciate Deby hosting me today, but I promised it in the one I hosted for her.
When I wrote The Cock of the South, I got pretty excited about the story. I had a great outline to work from, and the words just flew off my fingers. I was about ten chapters in when a new inspiration struck.
This cockatrice occupies my shoulder. He helped me get the words on paper, and is with me all the time now.
Maybe I should do this for all my novels. I can see an upside down pentagram badge, a pinup robot, and a flaming building being pretty cool.
Book sales still haven’t paid for him, so if you’d like to contribute… the cover in the sidebar is linked to Amazon.
What crazy writer things have you done? Come on, spill it.