I’ve lost count of the times when someone has asked me if I am so and so in the book. The answer, I guess, is yes, probably. My Nan used to say that I was a diamond, which was rather sweet. I know she meant that I was precious to her and special, but if you think of a diamond as having multiple facets, then that is true about all of us. Initially, we’re the product of our genes and DNA. One father, one mother, and some late-night shenanigans, and suddenly there’s a new person. We inherit bits of their DNA, like our dad’s eye colour, our mother’s red hair or a quirky shape ear or chin that blesses generations, but the other facets of our lives don’t necessarily come from our parents; they are learnt or experienced. Some of my personality comes from experience; being hurt or bullied gave me a tougher skin for a while. Experiencing trauma leaves a mark, too. Illness, bereavement, being the last to be picked for team sport, or just feeling like you don’t fit in can all develop tr...
Storyteller and author of Wings & Behemoths. Lover of all things vintage and Farmcore. Enjoying combining my two passions of writing and creating.