From Daydream to Dream Realised – Why I Write What I Do

In a previous blog I mentioned that I didn’t choose the fantasy genre, it chose me. I hinted I might address this matter in another blog. So, here goes.

It was way back in 1976 that my literary destiny was decided for me, one summer’s evening as I was sitting in an English pub in Runcorn, Cheshire. As I sipped my lager, my mind idling, a jolly tune began to play on the jukebox mere feet (I don’t do metric) from where I sat. It was Mike Oldfield’s In Dulci Jubilo and the rhythm of the music suggested the movement of horses to me. In my mind’s eye I could see them; a herd of white horses galloping towards me across a wide plain, their hooves obscured by flying debris, the swarthy mass of a great forest on the horizon behind them.

As the scene unfolded, I hovered above it, a disembodied spectator. To my left was a ridge of land. On top of this shallow escarpment stood two figures who were watching the approach of the mighty equines. I knew one of these figures was a young female elf; the other, a human male, seemed to be a knight in shining armour. (I later realised his appearance was merely symbolic of his relationship with the female figure.)

The scene was so real to me that as soon as I saw these characters they existed as if they were flesh and blood. I wondered who they were. What had gone before? Where had they come from and where were they going?

I felt they were nearer the end of their story than the beginning; that they were on some kind of a quest. I really needed to find out if they would complete it successfully.

The image stayed with me from then on, refusing to be ignored. There was a tale here, crying out to be told. I had to accept I’d never rest until I discovered what had brought these two very different characters to that point and why they were together.

By their very nature and appearance the two figures belonged in the realm of fantasy fiction. Even the horses had something special about them. There was a magical world behind it all. It was up to me to unlock its secrets.

At that time I had just read Lord of the Rings. I was also fascinated by the Anglo-Saxon period of British history, having covered it during the English degree I completed in the summer of 1976. My head was filled with elves, magic, quests, swordplay, spooky forests and Dark Age Britain. Thus, the setting and spirit of my story evolved naturally from this treasury of ideas and influences. I had found a world for these characters to inhabit. My career as a fantasy novelist had begun.

I first put pen to paper in early 1977. Fortunately, I had no idea it would take me until 2013 to have my work accepted by a publisher, Neither did it occur to me then that I was committing myself to a trilogy (at least) and a great deal of hard work. During those intervening years between my daydreamed image and the publication of the first book – The Exile of Elindel – I was on a quest of my own. While my characters were searching for empowerment, so was I.

After a long journey, we found it together.

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5 responses to “From Daydream to Dream Realised – Why I Write What I Do

  1. It takes a really good writer to turn a wee daydream into a fantastic fantasy trilogy, and that is what you are!

  2. I see scenes like that too (different scenarios/genre though!). Looks like your path was chosen for you. 🙂

  3. I get that kickstart vision too. Shame it doesn’t last longer!

  4. agnieszkacoutinho

    Very interesting, like always 🙂 It is so weird that I wasn’t even born yet when you were finishing your degree 😉 lol I am in the same boat re: writing. I feel I won’t rest properly until I finish writing what is in my head xD 😉

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