Rebecca’s book of Fairies, Pixies, Elves, & other Amazing Things. Extract

So, finally Rebecca’s book of Fairies, Pixies, Elves, & other Amazing things is complete.

The first chapter and sample illustration can be found below.

The ebook or full colour printed edition are now available here:

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The 8″x 10″ printed size offers you the choice of framing individual illustrations.  This may be ideal for  a child’s room or those of us who held onto our youthful outlook.

This illustrated novel is a light-heart look at Rebecca’s world and the way she sees the wonders of our beautiful planet.  Although she is now 25-years-old, she often reflects upon her younger days as a child.  She was around six when she first spotted a fairy, and has managed to take this vision into her adult years.

You may find yourself asking if this book chronicles Rebecca’s imagination, or if she really saw these wonders as she suggests.

Take her guidance, follow her suggestions, and go look for yourself.  You’ll be amazed what is out there.

This book, I would suggest is one that parents will love as much as their children.  After all, imagination has no age limit.

Below are some of the illustrations you can expect to find. In addition, there is the first chapter to read for free to see if it hits the mark for you.  I hope this story appeals to adults as much as children.

All the boring copyright stuff is at the bottom.

I do so hope you enjoy reading Rebecca’s book, as much as I have enjoyed putting it together. All words and illustrations are by Stephen M Davis.

Chapter 1

Hello everyone, my name is Rebecca, and I am 25-years-old.

The first time I met you was when my author introduced me through Rebecca & the Spiral Staircase when I was just 15-years-old.  Even though I was still relatively young, I was finding it increasingly difficult to see the world as I did when I was a child.  Right from the age of five or six, I realised that my world was different.  I realised adults only saw the heather swaying in the wind.  I, however, saw the fairy wings as they played among the heather.  As I grew older, I recognised that although those around me were delighted by my stories and vision, they saw my views as merely dream like child notions.

Just after my fifteenth birthday, I moved with my family to the north of England into an amazing gothic manor house.  I delighted in our grounds that extended for 26 acres.  These grounds were home to a number of woodland areas made up from huge mature conifers, ancient oaks, birch trees, and youthful willows.  It was in one of these woods where I found a key that opened the door to a derelict summerhouse nestling by a vast lake.  When I first entered that summerhouse, I uncovered a rickety spiral staircase.  I climbed the stairs, and that was the beginning of my adventures into the history of our old house.  At the time, I believed the stairs were a doorway back.  I subsequently realised I could travel without the aid of the stairs.

On one of these journeys to1853, I met a troubled woman named Meredith, who explained that I had inherited a gene.  This gene carried memories from my forefathers and others sharing my genetic makeup.  This enabled me to travel into eras gone, and see that world through the eyes of another as if I was there.  For many years, I believed I had gone back in time, and still to this day, am unsure if I actually travelled through time, or just saw those past worlds through another’s eyes.

At 20-years-old, I went to university to study English.  There I found an advocate and confidant in Ms. Sam Pochard, who delighted in, and understood my vision.  She encouraged me to write about my world, tales, and snippets from my journeys.  With the help of Steve (Stephen M Davis), I hope to show you a doorway into that world.  Along the way, I will introduce you to the fairies, pixies, elves, and other amazing things that I have encountered.

Words alone are not enough, so I intend to show you some illustrations as we journey along a path into my imagination and perhaps unlock a door within you.  With the best will in the world, unless you have seen for yourself, you just can’t imagine what a pixie house looks like.  Hopefully, I will help you see beyond the obvious.  Open your mind and hopefully you will enjoy the journey.

Please feel free to leave a comment, good or bad, after all, we should all aim to improve.

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Stephen M Davis was born in East London in 1957.  He was educated at Woodbridge High School, Woodford, Essex, and St John Cass Royal School of Art, East London.  He started writing in 2009 once retired from Royal Mail.
Copyright © Stephen M Davis 2018
The rights of Stephen M Davis to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copywrite, Design, and Patents act 1988
All rights reserved.  No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.  For permission requests, contact the author via stevedauthor@gmail.com
First Published 2018
Written by Stephen M Davis
Typeset by Stephen M Davis
Cover Design by Stephen M Davis
Illustrations and Paintings by Stephen M Davis
Published by DMS Literary Publications
Author’s website stevedauthor.wordpress.com
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