Title: EMILY’S GUIDE TO OWNING A CASTLE
Category/Genre: Middle Grade Light Fantasy
Word Count: 65,000
My Main Character would use sun or snow to battle their biggest obstacle:
I love sunshine, but I have to say snow because I can turn it into…wait, hold on. Who’s reading this? Is this a trick question? Okay, pretend you didn’t read that first part. Let’s say, hypothetically, magic is real. But the magic isn’t random, it draws on the energy of one of the four elements: earth, air, fire, and water. So if someone could use magic to control water in all its forms, then, (hypothetically) someone would use snow in a battle because that person could do all kinds of awesome things with it.
Dear Amazing Agent,
Twelve-year-old Emily suddenly inherits her family’s thousand-year-old English castle, complete with oodles of charm and one huge catch: she can never leave. As if that wasn’t enough to deal with, there’s a bothersome spirit trapped in a wishing well in the basement who won’t leave her alone.
When Emily’s best friend back in America falls ill, Emily’s new life feels more like a prison sentence than ever. Luckily, the spirit in the wishing well has the perfect solution. He promises to undo the contract binding Emily to the castle and cure her best friend for the small price of one special gold coin.
As Emily races to locate the coin, she begins piecing together the secret history of the castle and its ties to King Arthur. But the closer Emily gets to the coin, the more she doubts the spirit’s goodwill. He watches her every move, nudging her to break rules on her quest for the coin. With no other option to escape a lifetime stuck in her new home, Emily must decide how many lives she is willing to risk to make her wish come true.
EMILY’S GUIDE TO OWNING A CASTLE is an adventure-packed middle grade light fantasy novel. This twist on Arthurian legend with a big dose of girl power and a dash of modern chemistry will appeal to fans of OPHELIA AND THE MARVELOUS BOY and FABLEHAVEN.
First 250 words:
Emily hadn’t meant to wear a party dress to her great-grandmother’s funeral. As the only girl born in four generations of the Clare family, she stood out against a sea of somber suits in her flouncy black dress with pink polka dots.
There hadn’t been time for Emily’s father to take her shopping for funeral clothes before they needed to board the plane from Phoenix to London, so her fifth-grade graduation dress and dusty black tap shoes had to do. She had barely even had time to change into her clothes at Heathrow airport before they got on the train to Overton. Emily tried to stand very still to keep her tap shoes from clacking. They were two sizes too small and were pinching her toes terribly.
No one expected Great-Grandma Anne to die at 100, as she had been insistent she would live to be 101, and everyone in the family believed it. Even the lawyer who came to read Great-Grandma Anne’s will after the funeral seemed surprised.
Emily slumped against her dad’s side to relieve her throbbing feet. She silently turned his wrist to read his watch. 2:06 pm.
“It won’t be long now,” Emily’s dad whispered. “If this fellow hurries up, we’ll be on the next train back to London. May be time for a bit of sightseeing before we check into our hotel. You packed your camera?”
The lawyer looked up from a stack of yellowed papers and cleared his throat. Everyone in the room snapped to attention.