I am posting this because I was asked to post one of my favorite scenes from Imperial Doom, the Star Wars book I am writing. I haven't really started writing it yet, but here is an idea for a scene. Remember, this may not actually happen in the book.

The Lightsaber blasted out of hyperspace. General Tharr spotted the bacta convoy quickly. But before he could give the command to attack, he sensed something happening among the Thyferran ships.
"Get me a close-up visual on the convoy!"
The ships were damaged badly. One was blown completly in half. They were all scorched from laser damage.
"General, ship coming in from port side! Guns coming to bear!"
"Hold your fire." Tharr peered over the sensor officers shoulder. "That ship is the Slave I."
Every man on the bridge gasped. The ship belonged to Boba Fett. They wouldn't have to much of a chance against him. Not even with a Jedi on their side.
"Hail the ship," Tharr said. "And get Captain Tharr and Gamma down to the air-lock."

Boba Fett charged up his main cannons. The corvette wouldn't be much of a match, and the freighter wouldn't be a match at all.
Suddenly, a light blinked on his console. He glanced down. It was an incoming signal from the corvette. He activated the link.
"Fett. This is General Erid Tharr of the Rebel Alliance. I have a proposition for you..."

Ricochet watched the General's young son. He stood perfectly still, waiting for the Slave 1 to dock.
Ricochet straightened up a little more as the air-lock hissed. Mett ejected his gauntlet-knife nervously. "Steady boys." He said over the helmet link.
The air-lock opened. A Mandalorian in green and gray armor stepped through. He paused slightly when he saw the ARCs. Ricochet figured he thought he was the last of his father's clones. And this was probably the last place he would expect eight of them.
Darit stepped forward. "Fett. I'm Captain Tharr. Welcome to the Lightsaber."

I hope you liked the sample of my book, and I hope you can all read it sometime.