Preface
When Tamsin was little - a toddler, at most - her father would read her a bedtime story every night. Some of these fables told stories of helpless princesses, brave knights and very wicked evil stepmothers while others taught morals - lessons - about what choices to make and how to choose them when it meant the most. These were all good tall tales, and Tamsin surely wasn't picky about what stories her father chose to tell her as long as he did in fact tell her one. However, when Tamsin reached a certain age where she recalled the story tellings with a smile, she would dare admit that she had a favorite.
A little boy, who is by no means perfect, is sent to bed upon a fuss. His room turns magical, sending him across oceans to a world so unlike Tamsin's own that she couldn't help but be fascinated by it just a bit. Here, the boy meets lots of monsters who are each different, individual creatures. The boy successfully makes his way into the people by intimidating them. In efforts of being the scariest being there, he finally feels as though he belongs. However, all too soon he starts to feel lonely even with all of his friends and power - so the boy returns home. The boy was mean to these monsters and scary because it helped him fit in - not because he truly was that way. That lesson resonated with her; that sometimes humans acted as things they weren't it, to fit in. The bigger lesson it took her a while longer to learn however, was that fitting in didn't mean you escaped loneliness. Tamsin quickly discovered as she grew older that loneliness and abandonment was one monster that not even the bravest of heroes from her father's bedtime stories could destroy.
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Where the Wild Things Go
Mystery / ThrillerAn average woman named Tamsin whose life revolves around school, scholarships and future thinking becomes enticed by a English Literature major by day to a volatile no nonsense Fighting Star by night fall. In his life lies certain secrets that Tamsi...
