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Writing Wendl...

I really did want to write a light-hearted tale in case this one turns out to be my last novel (assuming it yet becomes a novel), but it's headed currently toward the shadows. I thought I knew Wendl Von Trier pretty well, having trekked with him through my previous book, The Winged Child .   There, Wendl presents as an elusive solitary, moving above all worldly fray while at the same time nudging events and characters toward a satisfactory conclusion. Sharp and intimidating on the outside and tender and motherly on the inside. A friend to the world, something of a trickster, but in all things working for good outcomes.  That is how I saw Wendl VonTrier. A  púka, mischievous, but essentially harmless, even benevolent, capable of presenting in whatever form or gender the moment required. Wendl seemed the ideal candidate to carry readers off into the literary sunset in good spirits after an exhilarating romp through a fantastical fiction. But all along, it seems, there were depths to

She flies...

Millicent McTeer, aka The Winged Child, is finally taking flight. I met my new publisher via Zoom and it was a big "Yes!" all around.

I can't promise Millicent's cover will look like the picture, but this is the image I've had fixed in my head since I began writing the first lines of this tale two years ago.

It's been an intriguing journey during which I've fallen in love with my protagonist. Now we're taking the last turn toward home. I'll keep you posted on our progress.

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