When I was living in Brissa resources were scarce and my choice of food was very limited. Eating was a mean of survival and being so hungry all the time, I wolfed down any scraps of food I could get my hands on. My desert diet consisted of: a few dried dates or figs, camel-milk cheese spread thinly on stale, sandy flatbread (if I was lucky) and if Briss, our Wind Mother was being generous, a little sweet, sticky honey.
Everything changed once I arrived in Zjarri though and all of a sudden food became something I could enjoy. Travelling through Zjarri, I was exposed many tastes and flavours. I've got a few firm favourites and on the top of my list has to be Jojo's honeycakes. I just love eating them for breakfast or while sipping a cup of freshly brewed kava. Syrupy, sweetness teamed with bitter, nuttiness – now that's a good reason to get up early for. Next comes a dish that is hot, spicy and very close to my heart – piri piri koko! I can't get enough of it and I love eating it with sour Chuman flatbread and bitter greens. On occasion, I've had to use some serious willpower to stop myself from going back for a third helping.
I could go on with my favourites but I'm afraid my grumbling stomach won't let me, so I'm going to set a pot of water onto boil and see what's for lunch instead!
My top pet peeve has to be people who click their tongues when they are angry, frustrated, irritated or for no reason at all! It drives me insane! (She said clicking of her tongue.)
Desert lizards! I hate them and their creepy appendages far more than I hate camels and waking up early. As a child, I quite liked wandering the red dunes on my own. The memory of what really happened is vague – I think I shut it's horrors out on purpose but I remember on one of my excursions I spotted a fat lizard that was twice the size of my hand. It was lazing in the sun, minding it's own business when I felt the sudden urge to catch it. After hours of pouncing around on the sand and coming up empty handed, I finally caught the lizard. Wiping the sand off my face with a grubby sleeve, I opened my hands very slowly even though I was eager to inspect my catch. What I found though wasn't a lizard but a tail wriggling around in my hands! Jumping back in complete surprise, I dropped the tail and ran. From that day on I can't think about lizards without getting shivers!
A sense of humour and the ability to love and support me while I strive for my goals.
Mindful, easy-going, reserved.
Megan Futcher's Mini-Bio:
People and cultures have always fascinated me and I enjoy thumbing through heavy books on anthropology and archaeology. My novels and novellas dive into an unknown world before recorded history and I love asking the 'what if' question while I share online and write the 4 born, a fantasy spin on human evolution and freedom exploring strength and beauty of multiculturalism.
Wind and Fire Synopsis:
In a world where the four elements rule as gods, the Gaias of Wind, Fire, Water and Earth determine the existence and fate of every man and women. Threatening this seemingly perfect world is the Fourborn – a yet to be identified baby born of all four races and the only one who has the power to set mankind free from it's elemental shackles.
Divinely chosen in the pending chaos is a guardian from each race. With the words of an ancient prophesy as their only guide, they must find and protect the Four born at all costs or risk losing everything they hold dear.