![]() ![]() As I grew older my fascination developed. ![]() I fear it ended with and then I woke up and it was all a dream but I was young, let’s just hope my series doesn’t follow the same route (spoiler: it doesn’t.)īy the time I was a teenager, I was watching Practical Magic and The Craft and convincing friends to try out spells at sleepovers, and on one occasion in the school classroom at lunchtime. In fact, my very first story was about a witch who descended upon my school and attempted to kill the headmaster. Perhaps it was these early stories seeping into my subconscious, perhaps it was devouring The Worst Witch, or growing up in rural Wales surrounded by myth and fairy tales, or maybe it was just me, but from a young age I developed a fascination for all things witches and magic. ![]() Stories about how she could perform spells, tell the future, speak with spirits is there anything more riveting as a child than stories about magic? About a family witch? Not for me. A fiercely independent, enigmatic woman who was said to be a witch. I remember the old family stories about my Great Aunt Mary. Threadneedle Inspiration: The Freedom and Fear of Magic ![]()
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