If you have ever wondered whether I’d be a great character in a fantasy story, the answer is no. But it might be kind of funny. My critique partner and super awesome writer and all around person, Beth Wangler tagged me in this fantasy game for fantasy month. I can’t wait for you to read Beth’s novel Child of the Kaites, coming out later this year, but in the mean time you can check out her website for some other stories, poems and awesomeness.
You can look at the original #fantasymonth game post here. Read more to see how I would fare in a fantasy world.
Thank the blogger who tagged you. (Thanks Beth!)
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Answer the questions.
Tag a few blogger friends – and let them know they’ve been tagged
- Your car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. The cast of the most recent fantasy book you read comes to your assistance… who are they? Will they be helpful?
I’m in the middle of reading Child of the Kaites, by Beth Wangler. Rai, Savi, and friends probably wouldn’t be able to help fix the car but they are experts at trekking through the middle of nowhere, and if they brought an axex with them, we could just fly to the nearest town and get help there. Seems like a good bet. I’ll take it.
- You go to bed one evening and wake up in the lair of the villain of the last fairy tale you read, where are you and how do you plan to get out?
I’d be in the tomb of the Sea Witch (sort of, it’s complicated) from The Tomb of the Sea Witch by Kyle Robert Shultz. I’m not going to lie, escaping from those polyps is not going to happen unless I get a little help from a certain beast that can breathe underwater, and his zany friends. Maybe I’ll get to be a mermaid though. That might be cool.
- You are transported into a fantasy realm and given a mythical creature as a companion and best friend… which mythical creature do you get?
Okay, so this might be cheating, but ever since I was a kid and I saw Disney’s Aladdin, I’ve wanted a pet tiger. Tigers aren’t exactly mythical, but Aladdin is, so that counts right? Because seriously I need a tiger to scare people away so I don’t ever have to have awkward conversations (i.e., all conversations).
I’d also like a dinosaur, but that’s even less mythical, just extinct. Brontosaurus was my favorite as a kid and I still haven’t gotten over the fact that it doesn’t exist. Wait! Brontosaurus never existed, that makes it mythical. My answer is, I’d have a Brontosaurus.
- In a strange series of coincidences, you end up needing to take the place of your favorite fantasy hero or heroine. Who are you?
Asking me to pick a favorite heroine is like asking me to pick a favorite child. (Confession, I have one, but it changes regularly.) Over the last year I’ve been reading the urban fantasy Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs, whose main character is, you guessed it, Mercy Thompson. I love her. She can shift into a coyote, is a mechanic, and despite being “weaker” than all the other mythical creatures around her, she doesn’t back down. Given my inability to interact in social situations with regular humans (let alone mythical creatures) and my complete ignorance when it comes to German cars and what makes them run, we can all be grateful that I’m not, in fact, Mercy.
- To go along with question #4, now that you are that character, is there anything you would do differently than that character, now that you are running the show?
I don’t want to give spoilers, but I wouldn’t have done the same thing as Mercy at the very end of book 3 (which is the last one I read). Adam may be a Werewolf alpha, handsome, a great father, and all around perfect guy, but I’d need more time to recover. (If that doesn’t make sense, just go read the book. Seriously, they are great.)
Also, I’d probably give my friends a little more notice when I was going to go do something crazy. Yes, I know they’d protest, but at least I’d leave a note for them to find later. If they knew what I was going to do, they might be able to save everyone, including me, some grief.
- If you were yourself in a fantasy novel, what role do you think you would play in the story?
Haha, I’ve thought about this a lot, and please don’t think I’m lame, but I’m pretty sure I’d be the princess’s chambermaid. I’m not really cut out for adventure, and I’m more of a background person. Sometimes this is really depressing, but seriously, someone’s got to clean up after the princess, or I guarantee she’s not going to be saving the world. It’s a really important role that no one wants to write stories about.
- One morning, as you are going about your daily business, you pick up an everyday item and a voice booms in your head with prophetic words about your future. What object is it, and what is your prophecy?
The object I pick up is my phone, which says:
You will lose me ten times more today
And ten times be tempted to email your true love
Interrupting his labors to have him call me
So the ringing of my voice can lead you back to me
Never fear, each time I am lost will be brief.
I’m just over on the mantle.
- You are transported into a magical realm and turned into a mythical beast… what beast/fantasy creature do you want to be?
Something fuzzy. Maybe a talking bear in Narnia. I really like bears and want to sleep all winter and eat all summer. So, some kind of mythical bear.
- If you could read your way into any fantasy realm, but the catch is that you can never leave, would you? Which realm would you choose?
Although I never actually finished the Harry Potter series (please don’t hate me), I would want to be at Hogwarts. Preferably in a year when Harry wasn’t there because I just want to experience regular Hogwarts, not Voldemort-is-attacking-and-we-might-all-die Hogwarts. I seriously love school, so magical school sounds perfect and the world is just—you know what I mean. It’s Harry Potter!
- As you are going about your normal day, you discover that you have a magical power. What is it?
I’d be able to move things with my mind. Seriously, I want this so badly. The kids left the lights on downstairs? No problem. All I do is think, “Lights off”. The toddler just dumped ten million books on the floor even though I just picked up nine million books 3 seconds ago? I think “Books away” and the books line themselves neatly on the shelf. Diaper needs to go to the trash? My mind sends it there before it can even stink up a room, let alone the whole house. (Remember how I said I was the chambermaid. Yeah. That’s my life. Seriously.) If only. Sigh.
Now it’s your turn!