Ah, where do I start?
I suppose I could say it came to me one night, right as I was on the edge of sleep. A little lost fairy girl tiptoed through my mind, searching to belong, but not finding anything more than strange looking creatures to help her.
From then I was enthralled, watching the book play out through my mind like a movie. I needed to capture it! I leapt from my bed and raced to get my phone, frantically typing the story out with my fat little thumbs. From there it was the not-so-easy process of finding the motivation to write it. But I digress. You want to know how it came about.
Although the story came to the forefront of my mind that fateful night, I have to admit, it lived within me for far longer. To find the origins of Fawn, we have to go back, back to the days where my hands and feet proved too big for my gangly body, and when I felt like I didn’t quite fit in this world.
Early teens.
You know that feeling, when you are driving in the car and it starts to rain, so you lay your head on the window and imagine your life is a romantic tragedy? No? Well I did that a lot. And in New Zealand, where I live we have a lot of bush/forest areas. So I would stare out into the greenery and imagine running away to live within the trees. To make my home in isolation in a high up treehouse.
Very dramatic.
Soon these day-dreams turned into something more. Me, my twin and our best friend Dianne put pen to paper. We took turns writing a few chapters each, and created stories of three girls (Who had an uncanny resemblance to the three of us) all very beautiful, and all making an adventure of a life in the forest. But of course as teenage girls, our stories just happened to have three boys who got lost in our magical home. So the stories quite often ended with a HEA.
I couldn’t tell you about the others. But my entire being burned for those stories to be true. For my life to end up in that strange space between real life and fantasy. To have every day filled with magic and wonder. But you know what? In a wonderful twist of fate—I think I got there.
Laura Elizabeth x
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