Why I Wrote It

This is the sequel that almost wasn’t.

When I wrote Dragon Slippers, I never imagined that I would write a sequel. That was it, I was done. Some good dragons had died, or we’d thought that they had, and so I added that last little bit of hope to the end of the story, to let the reader know that things would be okay.

And my editor said, How about a sequel? And readers said, Hey, where’s the sequel?

But I shook my head and said, No, no sequel. Until one afternoon while I was working on something completely different and instant messaging my husband betwixt bursts of literary genius, I said, "It’s too bad I’ve never had any ideas for a sequel, like blah blah blah blah. Oh!" And there it was. It was hard to write, I must say. Dragon Slippers flowed from my brain like I was being possessed by the spirit of some sort of dragony-book-writer-person. But this one was hard. Was it as funny as the first? Was it as dramatic? And how creepy was Krashath?! He just popped into my head and I thought, Wow! Now there’s a villain!

Is it as good? Better? You tell me!