Colin's daughters blog

Tonight I have a student with me, trying to create her own blog. I really don't know what to say to her.

I mean, she has no interest in sheep, mint sauce or mermaids.

She is a funny little human, however. And she hates Colin's books, even though he's bribed her into proof reading one for him.

I told her I'd fly her over to this Hollywood place tonight, but he wouldn't let me. Colin is such a bore.

I have been promised a visit from a lady dragon from Florida, however, which I'm looking forward to.
CoffeeQueen

IT'S TIME!!!

I need to party, I need to party. Sorry, I'm listening to the VengaBoys greatest hits :)

Plus I'm a little squiffy.

But to all my imaginary friends, dragon, faerie and mermaids alike, I wish you all a wonderful and prosperous New Year.

And all you real people as well.

I hope you've enjoyed my blog entries in 2014. Colin is threatening to take my admin rights off me soon, but he can't. I'll have him committed for talking to me :)

But for now, before I get too drunk let me say to you all...

Hiccy New Beer!

Dragon vs Iron Man

It's that time of year where you see the most curious sights while flying from one continent to another.

Only last night I received a call from my close friend who shall remain nameless, though his initials may or may not be R.D.J. He'd got into a spot of bother while going supersonic above Cuba on the way to his secret island hideout in the Caribbean.

I hear you all scoff, but ask yourself this. If an imaginary dragon(me), can write a blog, then surely a multi-millionaire playboy can have his own imaginary Iron Man suit.

But I digress. Mr. Junior, as I call him, had crash landed in the sea after being shot down for waking up Mr Castro with his sonic boom. The old guy needs his sleep so was obviously a little peeved, hence the attack. Normally Mr. Junior would have been able to activate some imaginary countermeasure on his imaginary suit, but unfortunately he was well over the drink/fly limit. In fact, before he'd been shot down he was well over the drink/crash limit.

So It was up to your truly to fish him out of the shark infested waters, though I fail to see why he was so worried. None of them had a can opener.

But all in now well. Mr. Junior is well on his way to decorating his island base for his New Years Eve party, although how his guests will ever find his SECRET hideaway I'll never know.

I don't know, sometimes you humans can be so 'weird'.

Oh my head

I need my bed.

I've just spent two days listening to Colin's family celebrate this day.

Well I say listening. I was actually having a few drinks with friends around the world. Drunk while flying is fine as long as the cops can't catch you lol.

But now I have an almighty case of dragon lag(It's like jet lag, only faster)

And to top it all off, Colin had a load of book sales.

Souls of the Never is apparently selling really well. So I came back to a messy head.

Ah well. I don't care. I'll clean it tomorrow.

I need my bed.

Mermaids or Dragons?

I may have to give up my pursuit of the mermaids off the coast of Perth. My appearance on their news last week, while censored by their government and press, has given Colin a nervous twitch.

He hasn't been able to write in the last two days - just between you and me I think that's a good thing. Awful books. Full of love and kissing. Yuk. Fair enough, there's magic and dragons in Origins of the Never. And dragons are returning in Worlds of the Never. But Souls of the Never? Kissing, hugging, soulmates...Yuk!

And no sheep! Can you imagine a book with no sheep?

But I digress...I have recently met a curious dragon who has been hiding in Florida, of all places. She intrigues me. She's an enigma I must solve. Unlike the fickle mermaids, she has a deep personality. I have to admit I am drawn to her.

In fact I have done something I never thought I'd do. The plump sheep I had selected for my Christmas dinner is now wrapped and dressed for delivery on Christmas eve.

So if you look up in the sky in south Florida on the eve of the big day, you might just see me delivering it. Don't mistake me for the big red guy.

Remember, you are still crunchy, and taste good with ketchup.

Stop that right now

I don't know, some people just won't be told. Last nights post about silence and peacefulness obviously fell on deaf ears, because no sooner had I fallen asleep and started dreaming of sheep than you people started buying those bloomin books of his again.

I've just spent the morning clearing up the mess caused by Colin's expanding head...again. That's it! You wanna see an angry dragon? Go on, buy his book. I dare ya!

Origins of the Never

Souls of the Never

Snicker-that's a laugh to all you uncultured, undragonly people

Ahh, tonight I'm happy.

For the first time in months Colin's head hasn't expanded. No reviews. Just pure blessed silence.

I'm sitting with my claws up, relaxing with a wee glass.

Ahhhh :)