Like most children, I was weaned on fairy tales, fantasy and superheroes. I overdosed on Enid Blyton, Biggles and any story with a happy ending ensuring I was hooked for life. The dream of a world in which good always triumphs over evil, where courage is mandatory, was made possible by Biggles, my favourite superhero. He made me believe I, too could have the courage to take on overwhelming odds to save the world. Through Enid Blyton and Biggles, flying and freedom became synonymous. Like Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
So, too for Eve, the central character in Quiver. Eve is accompanied not by fairies and angels, but goddesses in their many different guises. Whilst in Greek mythology each goddess is an individual entity, in my fantasy all the goddesses reside within Eve and within each of us, multiple layers of our deeper personalities. Each incarnation appearing to coincide with our moods and feelings and life events.
Dedicated to Liberatas, the Goddess of Freedom and Liberty, the book follows Eve's daring quest to awaken the goddess within. It is a hero's journey and definitely not for the faint-hearted. But it is a quest women, since time immemorial, will identify with. The freedom to be who we truly are, come hell or high water.
What a woman desires above all else is the power of sovereignty, the right to exercise her own free will.
Gawain and Lady Ragnell. An English Tale retold, ETHEL JOHNSON PHELPS