Believe it or not, I was totally stoked for yesterday. Why? Because it just isn't the same to do Teaser Tuesday on a Wednesday.
As some of you may know, I've started writing a YA Urban Fantasy novel. And when I say started, I really do mean barely-have-any-words-written. I'm on page three, guys. But I'm excited, and I'm happy, and it's about witches, which I love. And these are the first two paragraphs:
I love to watch my grandmother work. Her bony hands are a blur as she chops a piece of ginger into fine ribbons. When she’s happy with the ginger, she dumps it into the cauldron simmering away over the fire. Yup, you read that right. Gran thinks making potions on the stove—or, God forbid, in the microwave—is practically sacrilege. Says the woman who stores her eye of newt in a Tupperware container.
My grandmother is a witch. Or, at least, that’s one word for it. I like to think of her as more of a healer. She makes potions and poultices for everything from tooth aches to ingrown toe nails. And she’s allergic to cats. I don’t think you’re allowed to call yourself a witch unless you have a black cat.
Anyways... I need to get back to work! See you later.