Some of us are
lucky. We never suffered from millions of expensive toys having been thrown at
as, when children, probably to keep us quiet. Being free from the plethora of
waste, we had been forced to create our own playthings; forced to use our
imagination, our brains, just to amuse ourselves. We invented our own toys,
even our realities, which sated our need to exercise our neurons, to quench our
inner hunger; to fill our life with vitality, with joy upon which we could grow
and mature into adulthood.
Yes, we were the lucky ones.
And if we were luckier still,
then our real self, the entity which has chosen to express itself through our
physical, mental and emotional constructs, stretched out a helping hand and
drew us outward and upward to give us a foretaste of immortality.
Such was The Princess.
Her name was Sandra. It is her
story as much as Alec’s that my novel recounts. Being a fable it must start
with words, “Once upon a time”, but, contrary to the assurances of most
fabulists, it really does go on forever after.
Beautiful as only a princess can
be, she is commanding, virtually all knowing, kind, loving… Real princesses are
like that. And if they are truly on our side, then, one day, if we are luckier
still, they merge their being with ours, for ever — for ever-after, if you
like. That’s what fables are for. They make the seemingly impossible —
possible, the unattainable — within reach. Alec found his Princess. If you read
my book, perhaps you will also find yours. Pay attention, and Alec will show
you how.
On Tuesday, Wednesday and
Thursday this month, it is free. That’s December 4th, 5th, and 6th. Don’t miss
it. Kate Jones wrote that, “The cosmic merging of Alec and Sandra is
exceptional writing, even for you...”. She meant me. Would you believe it?!
Enjoy!
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