What I love about children’s literature is that it’s magical.
The combination of the words with the pictures and the glossy pages. I want to make that.
And I hope that one day I will gather enough faith in my corner to stop dreaming, write from the child within me, be brave and find Harry in my Olivia.
"Olivia closed her eyes as fast as she could
And opened them again even faster.
Alone on the beach, she thought she had gone mad.
Looking down at her empty hand
Then looking up at the sight before her
She realised she hadn’t gone mad and she knew almost right away what she had to do."
"I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely"
About Me
- Candice
- 'I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!'
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