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My theme this month is Soundtrack Songs. Through out April, I will be sharing with you selections from the playlists I create to accompany my novels, the lyrics that landed the song on the list.
And today, there will even be one of those excerpts I talked about using at the beginning of the month!
Song #1—(Dancing) Queen by ABBA
Okay, so here's the thing: I am, perhaps, unhealthily obsessed with this song. I don't know why; I just am. If you catch me in the right mood, I could and would totally sing the entire thing from you because I know all the words. That's brain space I could have used for math, but no, I used it to memorize the ABBA songbook. Go figure.
Anyway, I love it to the point where I decided to reference it in every novel I have ever written. And I have—with one exception (the fantasy novel where no one knows who ABBA is. It's a very sad world.) So today, in place of the key lyrics (because c'mon—this song is not on any playlist because of its lyrics), I shall share instead a short snippet of a scene in which the Dancing Queen reference occurs. It comes from Second Nature, my upcoming release.
But first, the video...
And now, an excerpt from Second Nature (Just to briefly set it up, this is a conversation between two characters—one from this modern world where ABBA exists, and the other from this aforementioned disco-less world)
Cate pointed. "Why are people bowing and kneeling in the street?"
James looked over his shoulder to see some of the townsfolk indeed bowing and kneeling. He dropped his hands.
"They think you are your sister," he said.
Her eyes snapped back to him, looking as though she meant to attack him again. He brought his hands up once more.
"The woman who is not your sister," he said. "They think you are her."
"Oh," Cate said, sounding slightly mollified. "But why should that matter? Who is she to them?"
It seemed safe enough to lower his hands, and he slowly brought them to his sides. "Their queen."
"Queen?" Cate took another look at the people. "As in 'of all the land'?"
"Is there another kind?"
She shrugged. "Beauty, drama, dairy, homecoming, ice, prom, of hearts, dancing—"
"Young and sweet, only seventeen."
"Nothing," Cate said. "So, she's the queen?"
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