Creating something from your imagination has always been a wondrous thing to me. I have always loved to make up stories and as a child I would create worlds to play in that I often shared with my friends. What fun we would have, and with a child's fertile imagination we could go anywhere and be almost anything, from fairies to witches and battling foes through tall dark forests to safe our lost friend. Of course we were mostly always in our garden, but paths became streams or deadly lava, and bushes became goblins or a fairies house, which ever suited our game at the time. Even today I can recall those marvellous places, kingdoms of gold and ice, palaces to house princesses.
As an adult my imagination still conjures new worlds, but unfortunately I don't get to play in them anymore; rather I just put pen to paper, or of more recent, fingers to keyboard and write. For me writing is one of the best things to do, it helps me clear my head and I sincerely believe it's good for my soul as well as my spirits. All these lands that my imagination creates I can immortalise and revisit, and the best thing is that others do it too; I love nothing more than losing myself in a good book! I can happily read for hours and think nothing of it. So when I started to write myself I found I was shocked to discover all these characters coming to life on the pages in front of me. My worlds of my childhood may be gone, but I happily create new ones everyday and if you'd like I can share some of them with you.
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