T.A. Lawrence spent her childhood lost in a daydream. For years she kept her daydreams safe and locked up in her head so no one could find them.
Tragically, her kid brain, which had been perfectly capable of storing all these daydreams, grew into an adult brain and got stuffed full of adulty things. Eventually, the daydreams, weary of being crowded by their stuffy neighbors, burst from her mind and onto a page, where they could finally be free to wander into the daydreams of other little children, while still reassuring T.A. they would never truly leave her.
