A Serial Middle Grade Fantasy Story Written In Dialogue?

Fantasy is usually rich with descriptive heavy paragraphs so it has been a fun challenge to write this story rich in dialogue and thin on description outside of the quotation marks.

I had this strange story idea in the middle of the night this summer and woke to write three chapters of a fantasy story primarily written in dialogue. I shared it here as a serial story last year as Joanne's Cabin. I have decided to rework it and share it on my Substack. Social media and Substack are the places a writer needs to be nowadays. So, I have been sharing short pieces there.

My Dad was much like me. He had crazy ideas and fantastical stories for many “normal” things in our day to day. He had a fascination with echoes. He’d boat us to Echo Bay, and we’d turn the motor off to drift. We’d call to my friend Jenny in the woods and she was always there waiting for me. If it was especially calm, we’d find her waiting for us on the sixty-foot-high cliff in the big bay of our lake. This story is inspired by a mix of my Dad’s and my own lake myths. There is magic in everything at the lake. My mom would say that the water was as creamy as melted butter and my dad would point out where a misstep could have us eaten by mud sharks or swallowed by water dragons, like Nessy or Ogopogo. So, I had an interesting childhood to say the least.

I will share a chapter a week. As a disclaimer, there are words and descriptions outside of the quotation marks, but I have tried to limit that.

Stay tuned for the first chapter of How I Met My Echo on Big Wolf Cliff