To my fellow traveller, exhausted by life’s battles…
I’ve been there.
My dad died from cancer when I was only seventeen. That loss left me with heavy grief which I carried throughout my day-to-day life, and on the days when things felt too weighty to bear, stories provided the momentary escape and lasting courage I needed.
Characters who fought on despite immense odds and heart-wrenching loss, still gripping fragments of hope in clenched fists, gave me strength to keep going. I crawled up Mt. Doom with Frodo. I hunted monsters with Jonathan Harker. I escaped the Underlands with Eustace and Jill.
Now, I write fantasy tales of grit and hope for the weary warrior. My stories are meant to be carried with you into life’s battles. They are a reminder that dawn always breaks, so we push forward to see it.
Fight on.
