I’m excited to take part in My Crazy Corner’s YA/NA Blogfest. I asked Bryn from the Going Down In Flames series to stop by and talk about what it’s like to be a shape-shifting dragon.
Author: “Bryn, why don’t you tell everyone how you discovered that you were a shape-shifting dragon?”
Bryn: “Flames shot out of my mouth on my sixteenth birthday, that was my first clue that I was not your average teenage girl.”
Author: “Being normal is boring.”
Bryn: *Gives author the evil eye. “A little heads up would have been nice.”
Author: “I suppose, but go on... what happened next?”
Bryn: “I was forced to attend a boarding school where everyone expected me to sit down, shut up, and do as I was told, but that’s not really my style. So I made some friends, shook things up a bit and in between attempts on my life, I fell in love with the wrong guy. Which totally sucked.”
Author: “Sorry about that, but first love never runs smoothly.”
Bryn: “Right…well after that, I met a great guy who swore he’d stay by my side forever.”
Author: “And how’d that work out?”
Bryn: “Depends on how far along in the series you are.”
Bryn: “Fine by me. Wars are way easier to understand than the male mind. Dragon society is arranged in a caste system. Blue dragons are the elite, their breath weapon is ice, and they control everything from what jobs you can have to who you can marry. (On a side note, arranged marriages are a ridiculous concept and should be banned.) Red dragons are the middle class workers. They breathe fire. Green dragons are the smartest and their breath weapon is wind. Black dragons are artistic and they breathe lightning. Orange dragons are in touch with mother earth, and they have the most powerful breath weapon of all…sonic waves.”
Author: “So dragons are segregated by color?”
Bryn: “Pretty much. Each clan has their role to play and they aren’t allowed a lot of choices. My mom is an upper class Blue dragon and my dad is a middle class Red dragon. They ran away and hid out in the human world to escape arranged marriages. So I’m a Blue-Red hybrid, which means I don’t fit into the dragon society’s color-coded world, which is probably why someone keeps trying to kill me.
Author: “Sorry about that.”
Bryn: “I get the feeling you don’t mean that. It’s like your sole purpose is to torment me.”
Author: “Conflict is what makes a story interesting. I promise by the end of the series you’ll get your happily ever after, just not in the way that you expect. Don’t forget, I made you a snarky kick-ass chick who doesn’t take crap from anyone…so there’s that.”
Bryn: “There is that, but I wouldn’t mind a nice quiet weekend at the beach.”
Author. “Sorry, that probably isn’t going to happen.”
“Bryn sucks in lung full or air like she’s going to blast a fireball at the Author’s head.