(Hummingbirds have been known to startle some people)
"We don't have hummingbirds in Connecticut," my husband told me. "I've never seen one and I'm pretty sure they don't exist around here."
In the last few weeks the hummingbirds have circled our feeder and kitchen window as though they are more interested in us than we are in them. (Which isn't possible)
They do exist in Connecticut. And they have embraced our hummingbird feeder.
Truth is, once you spot a hummingbird in real life you see them everywhere. They followed us to Canada. They flew past us while we were exploring a lavender field here in Connecticut, and a few times now they have chirped at me while hovering just shy of my face.
To me hummingbirds are a sign that fairies could also exist. They are magical. And magic is something I believe in.
My favorite stories to write have a taste of magic to them. Not witches-and-potions magic, but anything-could-happen
If you've read NEVERLAND, well, you probably already know this. For years I've believed in a boy who could fly.
In my next book, MYSTIQUE, (coming soon) you will get a taste of a new form of magic. A magic that is bringing an entire town back to life (literally) starting with a seventeen-year-old boy named Bauer.
Disclaimer: You won't find any fairies in MYSTIQUE. But it's still a fun read.