Settling in

Now that you are quite comfortable, I'm sure you're wondering what all you can find here. In the cupboards you'll hardly find food (I keep all that in the cellar, in case a nasty thief tries to take my delicious nourishment). But you might find my manuscripts and stories, which would hardly interest a criminal (unless it was that one infamous world hopper, but he isn't able to find me here). They're scattered all around though. But I can read you some of my stories if you'd like.

I would also be willing to talk about all I've written (at least in my mind) about other people's stories and characters. It could be worthwhile. I like to delve deep into written words, or anything for that matter. And if you're able to stay long, I might start to talk about my inspiration for stories and many other things. Dreams I've had (awake and not), people, stories, many kinds of art, and you might hear a song or two. Inspiration can take shape in any form.

There's always something new or strange here, in a nook, a secret door, or cabinet. Nobody knows what to expect, myself included. So stay as long as you like. You might find a nice breakfast tomorrow, with your favorite book on the table, ready for you to dive into and a comfortable day ahead. Maybe that I will show you some of my work, or tell you a secret, or explore the house. Or perhaps you'll find I've packed some things up, and we're ready to set off on a journey to some strange land. But whatever it is, I'll be waiting for you.

~Abigail B. Somerset