When I first began writing, I had friends who were painters, and I always said, `If you paint a picture, you can at least stick it up on a wall in your home; for your friends and relatives, and anyone else who comes to your house, to see.`
My paper story I put in a drawer. The drawer became a folder, then folders. Then a memory stick, and then more memory sticks.
A writer of music said to me, `It is worse for us. We have to get someone to play our music. To hear it, appreciate it.`
An actor friend told me, `I don’t need a script. I can do a one-woman show. But I need an audience.`
And to me she remarked that if I did not want to be read, I would just sit and think.
Memory sticks. Memories. I have my work in my memory. And I do not need to be told it is good. I know it.
But I do want others to read it and enjoy. And praise it, of course.
For a friend or writer, or other artist, or tutor qualified to judge, to say your work is good. To enjoy it, praise it even, extol its value, is as though they have seen into the magic lantern of those memory sticks, and have projected it onto the larger screen of the world.
I became a writer because I was inwardly, totally, alone. Reading a book when a child I thought, `This book is talking to me. I want to talk back.`
Any endorsement of my work, is helping my words to come out of that drawer.
ENDORSEMENTS for NEVERLAND:
A born writer…..Your poor, plump, odd-girl-out, is unbearably true to life.
Dame Jacqueline Wilson
It would be enough for me to have written it.
Lucina della Rocca
Member of the National Society of Painters, Sculptors, and Print Makers
A period piece of social realism.
Should be compulsory reading for everyone.
The more I read, the more engrossed I became.
Pamela Pickton‘s novel Neverland is on sale on amazon now, and on all good ebook websites, and read about her travails and worldly challenges in her Zitebooks collection of short stories, Reasons, which is also available to download from Amazon.