Dragons. A delightful subject. I think so many books are about dragons because there are so many ways to view them.
They can be vile, monstrous beasts, as in The Shamer Chronicles.
They can be kind, human-like creatures, like in Eragon and The Dragon Chronicles.
I like doragons. I’m writing a book with dragons at the moment. No idea how far I’ll get. I’m hoping to finish it, but hey. I’ve written the first chapter. That doesn’t mean anything. Especially for me.
My dragons are kind. They are fierce, warlike creatures on the outside. But on the inside, they’re just like people, though their culture is definitely different.
Some people see dragons as evil; others see them as awesome. I’m not sure, exactly. I think people can write them evil. I think people can write them awesome. It’s up to the writer.
So for those who think “Dragon–bad news. Steer clear,” let me say something.
A cat can be written as evil. A bird can be written as evil (watch Rio for example!) and a human can be written as so horribly evil that they deserve the poetic justice they’re bound to get in the end. Yet we don’t say “Don’t read that book! It’s about humans!”
Don’t judge a dragon by the colour of its scales.