Here is the first story I ever wrote. On the sides you can see my finger painting on the front cover.
Prince + Princess + field + horse = romance, right? NO! BAM! DEAD! Take that conventional narrative structure! No cathartic happy ending here! Some ladies are bad! Haters gonna hate!
Here’s a later attempt. I’ve gotten right into punctuation, capitalisations and I may also have just finished reading Dahl’s The BFG.
Enormous effort indeed! Upon reading this recently, my Dad wondered why I never grew up to write Mills & Boon novels. While I like that the Lady Fly was proactive and proposed, I have no idea how my stories went from double homicide to domestic bliss in the space of seven months.
I guess if we’ve learnt anything from my 1991 literary achievements, it’s that life is unexpected. Some day you might get killed by a bad lady on a horse in a field, some day you might have an extremely abnormal growth spurt in your garden.