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 traits in us that become our character. Some improve us
as people, but some can make us horrible to be around.
John and Ellen
are the mum and dad in the book; they love to feed people, care about
fairness and justice, and want to make things right for the teenagers
in their lives. I’m often an Ellen.
Audrey is outspoken, often
inappropriate and has parental issues. Yep, gobby and opinionated has
often been said about me. Parental issues? I was a joy to live with
when I was fifteen. Ask my parents :D
The thing lots
of people forget is that people change. What someone was like ten
years ago is not the same person they are today. You’ve changed in
ten years, haven’t you? So it makes sense that someone else has
changed too.
When I grow
up, I want to be non-judgemental, mature, level-headed and more
chilled out. That’s the plan, and I’m slowly working on it.
:)
I'm currently working on book two of the Tribe Series which is called The Howling Willows. It's coming out in October, and so even though I'm on holiday, editing never stops, but I do have the joy of waking up to Alpacas in the morning. Not sure they're that interested in my book though.
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