Thursday, May 2, 2013

Alexander Drake's Extraordinary Pursuit & The Return of General Drake by Elizabeth Parkinson-Bellows: Character Interview and Excerpt

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Upon looking at Julien you would believe he was a big goofy guy who lived in the woods; but after meeting him you realize that he is actually quite special. Julien is an Empyrean wizard in Azra’s Pith. What does that mean? Well, being a wizard, of course he can do magic. He is well over one hundred fifty years old and very wise. There is one extraordinary quality that separates him from your average, everyday wizard. Julien is part owl… don’t blink because he may sprout feathers and fly away.

 
 
Interview with Julien

 

What is your favorite meal?

There is nothing better than a stew made with the vegetables from my garden.  A little magic in the dirt gives the Vegetables a unique flavor.

 

If you could apologize to someone in your past, who would it be?

I would apologize to Sarah for not finding her on the mountain before Imperius got to her and drained the curse. It still upsets me.

On a lighter note, I would give my sincere apologies to my old friend, Ferdinand.  Years ago I dropped him in midflight right into the river; poor little hopper. Of course, I will hear about it for the next hundred years.

 

Who should play you in a film? 

John Rhys Davies – There is a strikingly similar boisterous quality about him. He can also grow a fantastic beard.

 

What would we find under your bed?

Perhaps some sticks, and dirt (just a little).  A tiny snack… incase I get hungry. Oops – and some worn cloaks. My, my… I need to tidy up a bit.

 

Tell us about your favorite restaurant.

There is a quaint restaurant on the riverbank in Mundi’s Village. The singing is jovial and the bread rolls are always flying. The stew is pretty good – not as good as mine; but I go for the ambiance.

 

What makes you happy?

I’m a simple wizard so it does not take much… food, flying, friends and laughter. Of course, if we could rid the realm of a certain dark sorcerer I would be absolutely bursting with joy.

 

If I came to visit early in the morning would you impress me as being more like a chirpy bird or a grumpy bear?

Chirpy bird – in fact, I have been known to chirp with the birds while cooking breakfast. Come to think of it; I am a bird some of the time!

 

What one word best describes you?

That’s it? Just one word…? I’d say “Jolly”


Alexander Drake new coverAlexander Drake's Extraordinary Pursuit

Meet Alexander Drake, a curious young man living in a drab, oversized mansion with his secretive father. He spent his days playing alone. In the back of his mind he wondered what happened to his mother, and why his father was tight-lipped about the past; but secrets have a way of getting out.

It all started with a stay at his grandmother’s cottage. Alexander found strange clues tucked away in his father’s old bedroom. With a mysterious key and several maps in his pack he set off on an innocent search for answers about his family.

When he discovered a secret passageway the search took a dramatic turn. He suddenly worried about what was searching for him. Alexander was being hunted by a sorcerer from his father’s past. Answers lead to more questions and the journey of his life.

Join Alexander for a thrilling adventure in Azra’s Pith, a place of beauty and magic… but beware—something evil lurks in the shadows.


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Ferdinand finally stopped, allowing Alexander to catch up. “Did you bring the key with you, young man?”
“Oh, yes! Is this what you’re talking about?” Alexander pulled the strange key out of his pocket. The sparkle and beautiful chiming intensified in his hands.
Ferdinand was mesmerized. “I haven't seen that key since....” The frog's eyes gleamed. It was apparent he had a connection to the key. “Let’s see if it still works.” The creature disappeared into a thick fern.
Alexander pushed the fern back to find him rubbing his long-fingered hands together with anticipation in front of a large dead tree. “Okay, it’s a dead tree. What are we doing here?”
“Hush!” Ferdinand whispered with a sting in his tone. “We must watch for the Passageway. It appears; then it's gone at the blink of an eye.”
Within seconds, the rays of the sun shot through gaps in the surrounding trees onto the thick trunk. A small portion at the base took on a brassy tone, and radiant emerald leaves instantly sprouted from every curvy branch.
“It’s—it’s—magic—it has to be! Amazing! ” Alexander gasped. This was the tree in his dreams.
A glowing light beamed through the center, forming a slit barely large enough for the key to fit in. Alexander brought his hands to his face, partially covering his eyes. “I—I can't believe this is happening!”
“Alexander, hurry—the key—put it in!”
Alexander fumbled with the key and quickly slid it in the slot. The key turned on its own, without the help of Alexander's nervous fingers. Almost immediately, a portion of the tree dissolved into the tiny specks of light Alexander knew all too well. They danced in celebration, creating an intense energy field.
“Come, Alexander—we must move quickly!” Ferdinand took a blind leap into the specks of light and disappeared.
“I'm afraid!” Alexander was frantic. He had visited this tree in his dreams many times before. Could his mother have been trying to tell him something? “This is crazy! What have I gotten myself into?”
This was far beyond anything Alexander could have ever imagined, but his heart ached for his mother, and he wanted answers. He knew if he truly wanted things in his life to change, this was something he must do. He closed his eyes and took a flying leap into the tree.





General drake new coverThe Return of General Drake

When Alexander arrived in Verhonia, something went terribly wrong. A dark spell delivered from the mountains of Acadia sent him on a dangerous journey in the middle of the night. As he marched into the mountains, the great city of Verhonia was ambushed and burned to the ground by Roman's army of vicious giant murks.
With the safety of the realm in jeopardy, General John William Drake was asked to come back to Azra's Pith. He swore he would never return. But after discovering his son was under a spell and in the grips of a dark sorcerer, he had no choice.
Things take a wild turn in the mountains, with runaways, a hungry wolf and a mysterious, young empyrean wizard thrown into the adventure. A tight race against time and evil is in full swing. With faith and a little magic, they just might come out on top.


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Alexander wandered over to a far corner out of sight from the others and lay down on the cold, hard ground. “You’re sick….” A soft voice whispered behind him.
Alexander shut his eyes, hoping the voice would go away. He felt gentle tapping on his shoulder.  “Please leave me alone," he said while jolting his shoulder forward. The tapping persisted. He shifted his body around with a scowl on his face.
The shoulder tapper was a girl, slightly younger than Alexander, with fair skin and hair so white it glowed in the candle light. You’re sick, but I can help you,” she whispered again.
“What?” asked Alexander, looking puzzled.
“Your presence is tainted.” She extended her hands. “Close your eyes.”
“Uhh… What are you going to do?” Alexander asked.
“Shhh…,” A warm glow emanated from her hands.  Alexander’s body went limp. A pair of wretched claws burst out of his chest and tried to latch on to him.
“The sickness is leaving you,” she whispered. Her pale blue eyes sparkled. The glow coming from her hands intensified and smothered the claws until they disappeared.
Alexander opened his eyes. He was frost bitten, and extremely confused. The fog was slowly starting to clear. He tried to put the pieces together. The night before, he’d been safe and sleeping in his bed in Verhonia. Now he was wandering the mountainside searching for his mother, who he knew was killed by Imperius when he was a baby.
 The girl sat across from him with her hands in her lap and a warm smile. “I’m Sarah.”
“Alexander,” he replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “What happened to me?”
“You had dark magic in you.” She brushed her white hair off her shoulder. “It’s okay, you’re better now.”
”What did you do?” Alexander asked, looking baffled.
Sarah giggled “I fixed you.”

lizzieAuthor Elizabeth Parkinson-Bellows

Being the frizzy-haired tomboy with buck teeth gave me a slight case of shyness as a kid. A colorful imagination meant escape and adventure at the drop of a hat.

Over the years I learned that the insecurities I carried around were a waste of time. I still prefer a football game to a manicure any day of the week. That indispensable imagination has found its way into my writing providing a sense of joy and a true purpose.






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