A very warm hello and welcome to my site!
I’m Tamara Leigh Kelley, and I am a writer.
Even now, it sounds very odd for me to be saying that. I won’t bore you with the specifics of my journey to this point, but let it suffice to say that I cannot remember a time when I wasn’t reading and writing. J.R.R. Tolkien was one of my first childhood loves. I had such a crush on Frodo Baggins that I made my mom sew me a stuffed Frodo doll. Before Tolkien (for me, at least) there was Madeleine, the little girl from France, and the children of “Linnets and Valerians,” by Elizabeth Goudge, and their magical journeys.
After this soft beginning, characters and authors started coming at me, fast, furious, and desperate to get into my head and shack up with those already there. I met Krabat, of “The Satanic Mill” by Otfried Preussler, Matthew Looney the space boy, and the delightful Moomins of Tove Jansson. Stephen King arrived with his ghosts and monsters, and he hasn’t left since. Ray Bradbury bought the home next door to King, and I was hooked for life on Halloween and carnivals.
As I became older, I discovered Anne Rice and her vampires, Margaret Atwood and her singular vision of world gone wrong and two rival magicians duking it out as “Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell.” I fell in wild love with Philip Pullman’s “His Dark Materials” and with absolutely anything written by the otherworldly Neil Gaiman.
But I never forgot the Lord Dunsany or the H.P. Lovecraft of my teens, or the juvenile Andre Norton novels, or just about anything else I’ve read, for that matter.
As a writer, I’ve tried to keep a perspective on my professional life. In my first novel, “Guardian,” I created a story I could love with the hope that others would love it too. My forthcoming novel, “The Moon Puppet,” is being written a bit differently. I am going places I’ve never been before and meeting people I could never expect to meet in reality.
It’s cathartic. It’s wild and fun. But I think that, most of all, writing is summed up best by the magical Ray Bradbury: it’s as if I’m drunk and in charge of a bicycle: not a good thing to be on a practical basis.
However, when I’m writing? Cathartic, and, well, wild and fun. I never know where I’ll end up.
And I can only hope you’ll come along for the ride.
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