G R Forrest
Storytelling, for me, has always been about two things: exploration – of character, of interactions, of places and of cultures – and escapism, the opportunity to step away from the everyday. In that respect, writing seemed to evolve for me as a natural extension of reading. I knew how a really good story made me think and feel, and characters and settings which stayed with me long after I’d finished their book seemed to demand I extend their story. I can’t help suspecting that a lot of writers secretly start out as fan-fictionists! The shift towards creating my own characters and settings was nudged on its way at least partly by the fact that I’ve always been an inveterate daydreamer and, especially as a child and teenager, would spend the times when I couldn’t get away with reading, making up stories in my head instead!
As others have said before me, stories are an integral part of what makes us what – and who – we are, and these days writing has evolved to be a significant part of who I am; an extra lens to see the world through, if you will. I can be inspired by anything from everyday events through to bits of history, music, art, computer games and, of course, the works of other authors.The books I love best are the ones that I can’t put down, with cliff-hangers, unexpected twists and turns, races against time, elements of mystery and so on. The quickest way for an author to draw me in is to present well-realised characters – irascible or angelic; this is much less relevant than how vividly they leap off the page.
The challenge of creating personalities and landscapes as striking as those of the writers I admire remains as tantalising as ever – a quest unlikely to end any time soon.
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Tamzin and the Viper
by G R Forrest
Published: July 20, 2014
The unlikely hero always wins through in the end, so they say. Except, not always. As the Chaskandrah City Council fights to quell the unrest caused by the infamous Viper Shanathan gang, a conflict unfolds between two people who have both failed in their bids to defy tradition: one who is struggling to fit back into a normal life, and one who has spectacularly refused to let go of old resentments.
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