Last Modified: Jan 3, 2019 @ 6:50 pm
I grew up on Harry Potter so I love stories with a magical element – fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk, mythology – throw it my way. I also love diversity in fiction.
I’m not the best fit for lower-MG.
I am probably not the best CP for straight-up contemporary novels. Great ones exist, but I prefer my stories to have a touch of whimsy and magic, so I wouldn’t be the strongest fit without it.
On his twelfth birthday, Hector Iglesias transforms into a sheep under the full moon. He never expected this to happen. He has to name the paper dragon that will hang from the ceiling of the library’s reading room, and he just doesn’t have time to be livestock at night. To make matters worse, his town is home to three huge werewolves. Staying alive includes jumping from rooftop to rooftop (not easy with hooves), and a super gross few hours masking his scent in a pile of trash (not easy ever).
Just when it looks like Hector will be eaten by the wolves, he finds an ally. Davie Michaels – most popular kid in school – is a fellow sheep-by-moonlight. Together they’re in a race to find less-stinky escape plans before they become werewolf chow. But the transformations are painful and the lack of sleep is even worse. They need to find a way to break their curse.
I felt like a boy today. I didn’t always feel like a boy. Sometimes I felt like a girl or like neither gender at all. But not today. Today, I felt like a boy.
That’s why it came as such a shock when I turned into a sheep.
One minute I was sitting with my dad watching an old Alien Informer movie, and the next thing I knew, I vomited.
“Hector! Are you sick?” The raspberry candy my dad was sucking on flew out of his mouth and landed on top of the vomit like a cherry.
“Probably caught the stomach bug going around school.”
“Do you need to go to the hospital?” Dad asked.
“I just need to sleep and I’ll be better in the morning.”
“We should go. Just to be sure.”
“Really, Dad, my teacher just had it. It’s bad for a day then I’ll be good as new.” I unwrapped myself from my blanket cocoon and stepped over the vomit. “I’m going to lie down.”
I slogged up to my room. It felt like with each step, I sunk deeper and deeper into invisible quicksand. Then my hands turned to hooves, my hair turned to fluff and – POOF – I sat up on my carpet as a sheep.
I didn’t believe it at first. This was scientifically impossible. One minute I was Hector, who today felt like a boy, and the next I was Hector, the sheep.
I crawled down the hall and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror.
I’m halfway through the first draft of my next MG novel about an agender art student who can draw on their skin and bring those drawings to life.
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- Offer to swap a small sample of your works, so you can see if you're really compatible. First chapters are a good starting place.
- If one party no longer wants to continue the interaction, it's nobody's fault. Sometimes finding the right CP takes time.
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