Sheila Williams, author, slipped into this world under cover of fireworks on Guy Fawkes night. Outraged to find other nurslings in the nest, she attempted to return to her own world but found the portal closed.
Adopting a ‘make the best of it’ attitude (which has remained with her to this day) she endured a period of indoctrination to equip her for her place in society. Freeing herself as soon as possible from such torture, she embarked on a series of adventures – hospital manager, business consultant, life coach, sheep farmer.
Her attempts to integrate into society through marriage failed and she set out alone to discover another world, known as France, where she now resides.
Dark thoughts and black humour lurk within her attracting her to magic, ghosts, Ghoulies and things that go bump in the night. She haunts events such as boot fairs, vide-greniers and sales rooms where many ancient and weird artefacts can be uncovered.
She hibernates over winter with a large stack of DVDs and when spring arrives she may be found cherishing the plants in her garden and holding deep meaningful conversations with the resident toad who, one day, she hopes may turn into her prince.
Her outlets from this unfathomable world include nature, animals (especially funny videos of), books and writing stories. This latter occupation enables her to create her own worlds, populate them and dispose of them as she thinks fit.