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I'm a comic fantasy YA author. I like cartoons and books and games and stuff!
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My debut novel, Eggs, Butter, Sugar and Disaster came out on the 22nd October 2011. My second book, Miss Prince, was published on 14th May 2014. The Map is the Treasure and Vampires Don't Belong in Fairyland were published in Feb/April 2016.
Vampires Don't Belong in Fairytales, my webcomic, runs alongside the books.
I'm working on the fourth book in the Vampires Don't Belong in Fairytales book series and also a prequel to Vampires Don't Belong in Fairyland.
Sara led Lucinda down an odd corridor full of doors. That is, even more full of doors than corridors usually are. It was more door than wall, and it seemed to go on and on. Sara stopped abruptly.
“I thought I'd start you off with something simple,” she announced. “So today you're going to fight a dragon. Just remember not to get married,” she added sternly, opening the door.~ from Miss Prince
Walking through the wood once more, Joshua hummed quietly to himself. His mind was on nothing but a sit down and a bit of supper. The wind was getting up and it howled through the trees causing quite a racket. He fancied that the rattling of the branches sounded like faint hoof beats. The sound persisted and became clearer
. . . he really was hearing hoof beats! He looked around to see where the noise was coming from. Over the rustling of the leaves, it was hard to tell. They seemed to be coming from everywhere. The light was fading fast; it was dusk, one of the times the Good Folk were said to pass through. The worries of this morning flooded back. Combined with the wind and the hoof beats he couldn't quite locate, the certainty formed itself into a knot in his stomach. He was going to have a run in with the fairies. A horse came galloping down the road, stopping and rearing up before him. He flung his arms over his head. The horse didn't strike him, but after the thud of it landing there was a click, and he removed an arm to see what it was. There was a gun pointed at his head.
“Hands in the air, rich boy,” the highwayman demanded. Joshua sagged with relief.
“Oh thank goodness!” he said, putting his hands up. “I'm just being robbed.”~ from The Map is the Treasure
Fairies didn't mess about when it came to naming things. They were the sort of people who called a spade a spade, although admittedly some of them called it a shovel. But when they named something, they named it well. The country was full of places called 'The Cave of Doom' or 'The Fountain of Death'. The Dark Forest was just such an aptly named place. Largely coniferous, the towering pine trees blocked out most of the sunlight. The persistent drizzle was adding to the murk. All kinds of nasty beasties lived in here, and like the majority of the populace, they were magical. Fairyland had a mana spring beneath it, which caused the evolution of all kinds of unusual flora and fauna, most of it dangerous. Fairies could handle such things easily as long as they kept their wits about them. The most dangerous thing a fairy could encounter was another fairy . . .
~ from Vampires Don't Belong in Fairyland