Books, Brews and Biscuits!

I think that one of the best things in life are the simple things: you don’t need a huge television or PlayStation or riches to be happy; the simple things are what make people more grateful for what they have. Getting lots and lots of everything you ever wanted would most likely turn you greedy and expectant, and might even make you hard to be around. I have learnt over the years (and I know I’m only young!) that it is the little things that matter.

In the same way, it is also the little things that can give you ideas that will then evolve into something big—and which could go some way to helping you achieve all you ever dreamt of (and hence get you that television or PlayStation or whatever it is you desire). For some, it might be some paints or coloured pencils: you could learn to become skilled in how to use them, and then you’d have a new skill that could change your life. For others, it might be something as simple as some seeds, which can encourage a skill for gardening. For me, the little things I have always loved are books, a cup of tea and a biscuit. Strange…? Regardless, books transport me to new worlds, help me gain perspective and also expand my vocabulary.

I honestly believe it is my love of books that has meant I can publish my own books and earn my own money, which allows me to leave my mark on the world—which is what I have always wanted to do! At first, everyone (yourself included) might think that the thing you love doing and are constantly doing is just your talent and something you’re good at; maybe nothing more than a hobby. But always remember: if you are determined, keep at it and try your very hardest. You should pursue anything you’ve ever wanted to do.

This is why I’m thankful for books, brews and biscuits!

Faye xx

Presenting ‘Justice, Truth and Power’

I want to begin this post by thanking everyone who has liked, commented on and followed my blogs. Last night, I gained 14 new followers and I am so grateful for that!

On another note, for those who have been following my works the past few years, a couple of weeks ago I began writing a prologue for a book I have been pondering on for quite some time. At this stage, I’m not completely sure where this book is going to go or what is going to happen, but I am so excited about its potential. I showed it to my mum straight after I had written it and she said it was the best piece of my writing by far, and so I’ve been itching to show it to my fans! Bear in mind this hasn’t been edited as yet, and so it probably won’t be exactly like this if/when it reaches the publication stage.

Justice, Truth and Power—Prologue:

Have you ever felt like the whole world is against you? That there is nothing you could ever do to make people accept you for who you are? Have you ever felt like all the people you ever loved or trusted was sliding away from you, like sand through your fingertips? Have you ever felt that you were just touching your wildest dreams, discovering your fate, your destiny, before it just glided out of reach again? That’s how I feel. That’s how I’ve always felt. I don’t belong with my family. I don’t belong in my school. I don’t belong in my body. I don’t belong in this world. Constantly, I feel like curling up into a little ball and dying in my sleep and going to a better place, a place that isn’t this world, a place somewhere else, a place where everything and everyone is at peace. But I can’t do that. I never will.

I’ve tried before, to kill myself, I mean, but there have always been people there to stop me, to drag me back to that mental hospital. That’s exactly what people think I am: mental. I’m stupid. Mum and Dad talk about me in front of me as if I’m not there.

‘I wish she could just do something by herself for once,’ Dad would moan.

‘Why can’t she be like her other brothers and sisters?’ Mum would add.

Nobody understands. Nobody gets what goes through my head everyday. They think I’m useless, a waste of space, a waste of precious time. But they don’t know the half of me. They don’t know what I think of them. They probably don’t care. They just pick on me because I’m different. Just because I wear glasses, or that I have braces, or that I’m in a wheelchair, doesn’t make me who I am.

It’s not my fault, none of this is my fault. It’s their faults. It’s that bloody bomb’s fault that I’ll never be able to walk again, give myself a bath again, run again! My brothers and sisters are scared of me. My so-called mates walked out on me that first day I came back to school from that hospital. They looked at me like I was a slug on their shoes: disgusting, pathetic, a disgrace.

In those six seconds, when the bomb was scheduled to explode onto me, my life changed from happy, bright, colourful, to dark, cloudy, a place no-one wants to be.

But I’m a fighter. I know that. They might not, but I do. And I’m not afraid to show it. And that’s why on September 18th, 2016, I’m going to give them exactly what they gave to me: suffering, a life nobody wants. Most of all, I’m going to show everyone else that I’m not who they think I am. I am going to prove them all wrong.

I am Briella, and this is my story of justice, truth, and power.

I’m desperate to know people’s opinions, so please comment if you want to share your thoughts!

Faye xx

Excitement & Nerves


Gosh, I can’t believe this, but I have nearly finished writing the whole book of The Frendship Flame! I only have two or three more chapters to write, and then that’s it: it’s ready to be edited and published! The whole process is so exciting, but it’s really nerve racking, too: what if it isn’t a success and I’ve been kidding myself all along? The thing is, though, dreams don’t always have to be a picture in your mind, something you wish for: it can become a reality, if you work hard to get it, and that seems to be what I’m doing! I have lots of role models, such as my mum, Cathy Cassidy (my all-time favourite children’s author), and Lauren Oliver (another one of my favourites). Michael Morpurgo, Cathy Cassidy, Jacqueline Wilson, they all inspired me to be writing my books and achieving my dream, and you know what? It doesn’t seem so crazy, so impossible, now that I am getting close to officially achieving it. It just comes to show that dedication can go a long way.
It’s crazy to think that by the end of this month, The Friendship Flame will finally be up and running and in the stores. It comes to show that when you put loads of work and effort into something, you always get something out of it.
I want to thank all of my role models, including my best friends of all time, Emma and Natalia, for always being so supportive and helpful, Jenna, another best friend but also the best cousin in the world, and, of course, my little sister Amelia, for always managing to put a smile on my face. So many people have helped me along the way of achieving my dream, and I don’t think I tell them enough how much I appreciate it.

A message to all people out there: never give up your dream, no matter what anyone says, because you know what? It’s not always as impossible as it seems. Work hard, and I can guarantee you’ll get it before you know it. I’m not saying it’s easy–it’s not– but you can always find a way.

Faye xx

Almost Time!


Whoa, time has been speeding along so quickly! The day of the release of The Friendship Flame is drawing closer and closer… I can’t wait, but it’s a little scary, too! I have just finished writing half of chapter twenty-three, so at the moment I am taking a quick break by writing this post, eating sweets and listening to music… the best way to keep motivated, in my humble opinion!

I will keep you all updated on my progress as much as I can. I hope you’re as excited as I am!

Faye xx