Look at the picture associated with this, seriously, take a second. Look at those two, these are the people I wrote THE UNSEEN for. It just so happens that this is a picture of me at seven attempting to round house my little sister back into pre-school. (nice camera work Mom and Dad) We both had our noses buried in books growing up, all the time. In fact out greatest joint nemesis, was the local librarian. This wasn't his fault of course, because the Farrell kids might not have been "great" at returning our library books on time. Inevitably this would lead to getting to the library and praying that he wasn't there. I'm not going to use names because I'm still fairly certain that he knows where I live and is coming for me.
I wrote my book for all the kids out there who just want to hide in the quiet stacks of their local library and get lost. I loved getting to library and getting transported somewhere, my mom and dad had to PULL us out. Safety might be too strong a word but there was a sense of belonging that I felt while at the library. That somehow someone had created a space for kids like my sister and I come to, grow and meet others like us. With that said, we were just anti-social enough that we didn't really make any new friends but hey, there was safety in numbers, right?
Anyway, if you read my book, please know that you are welcome, you are safe and you are a part of something larger than youself. We're all in this together and know that if called my seven year old roundhouse will be there to support you.
Have a good night friends.