[Trigger warnings: mentions of car accident and loss of unborn child, PTSD nightmares from car accident]
Hello dear readers,
I came up with the idea for this story while I was in high school. I played around with the idea in my head for a year or two before I actually started to write it. This book was kind of like my therapy. I was going through some of my own PTSD, and being able to focus on the research for this book and writing it was both therapeutic and fun.
I spent so much time reading and making notes in my copies of Peter Pan and Wendy, Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, and Through the Looking-Glass. My poor copies were filled with many, many notes and by the time I was done writing my book, my paperback copies were quite… um… “well loved”, shall we say? Yes, we’ll go with that. I had a notebook just filled with chapter ideas and so many references to the books. I quite enjoyed my time filling that notebook and writing my story.
I finished Lost in Wonderland in 2016, only sharing it with a few friends and family members at the time.
Writing Lost in Wonderland helped rekindle my love of the library. (The character, Alareese, is a librarian in the story.) So, when the opportunity came up for me to work in a high school library a few years ago, I jumped at the chance. I’ve been working as a library technician and taking courses in library technology ever since.
It’s funny, because working in a library is what convinced me to eventually self-publish my story. Being surrounded by books all day inspired me to go ahead and publish my book. (That was a terrifying decision… I felt like I was tossing my baby or a piece of myself out there for the whole world to see.) So, I read, edited, reread, edited again, and continued that process for more times than I can recall. (I wanted to rip my hair out a few times during that ordeal.)
But, I published it—despite my fears and trepidations—in May of this year, 2024, over a decade after I came up with the idea for this story.
I can breathe now. Sort of… At least, until I go through the whole terrifying ordeal all over again when I self-publish another novel. Haha.
Have a lovely day!
~Jack Quill