The Fictional World That Lives Within Us
What inspires us to create our fictional stories? For me it was this picture of a elegant and very old Queen Anne Manor. One that actually stands on Warm Springs Avenue in Boise, Idaho.
Being a psychic medium and an empath. I find the energy of many things tell me little stories. Loops of history stored in the walls, the grounds, the trees. This house always draws me in. I can’t keep my eyes off of it. I would love to be standing in her halls and letting my fingers caress her walls. What she would tell me. I would love to own a house like this. But alas she is 2.4 million dollars and 6600 square feet of home I’m pretty sure I could never afford. Yet there is this lingering memory I have of a life once lived in a house like this.
Phia Rose came about because I could no longer leave this house without at least some story I could tell. I was never sure what story until I woke up a month ago and this story had been downloaded from some dream I must have had. Now The name is my granddaughters. Sophia Cecelia Rose. We call her Phia. One of the joys I have writing is knowing I leave behind little stories for my grandchildren when the get old enough.
One could imagine this house would have a ghost. One could even imagine a dark history brought that ghost about. But the characters I’ve brought to life are some of my favorites. They make this story what it is. With so much potential to grow over time.
When I was a little girl my mother always told me when I couldn’t sleep to make a story in my head. So I did. I’d be asleep in no time. The thing is those stories never seemed to get finished. Now they can.
I hope you get to read this story and the following books in the series I plan to write. As Phia grows her life and friends also grow. Be they human or ghost there is always a story to be told.