Months ago, I found out Thor was making the rounds visiting authors' houses around the world.
The lovely Debra Kristi welcomed me into the fold and added my name to the hat. I was to host Thor, the god of war, at my house.
What excitement to know that one day the hunky god with the big hammer would be knocking at my door. And that day finally came.
Here he is...
And this is him, eating. I had a suspicion just how much but little did I know we'd have to defend our plates from sudden attack. For yes, folks, the amazing Thor decided to show up just in time for...Christmas lunch!
Soon after, Thor noticed the wine glass, which, to his displeasure, was empty. I had to remedy that...FAST!!
"This is Owens territory," they announced. "You wanna stay here? You follow the rules."
"This is how we do it in these parts." They explained the basics of good manners like indulgent parents to a three-year-old.
"Ooookay," Thor said, watching with suspicion the dragons feed - noisily - on Cole's special concoction.
"So," I finally interrupted. "That was awkward. Ready for a second serving, Mr. Thor?"
"Sure." He smiled and I melted. "No dragon meat, I reckon?"
"No," I said coyly as I offered more turkey. "Just the bird."
~ Natalie G. Owens ~
No Rules. No Formulas. Love, mystery, fantasy...and a touch of Gothic.