Kim Batchelor

Writer of magical realism and other imaginative fiction

Imagining Neverland with Heather Killough-Walden

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Heather Killough-WaldenHeather Killough-Walden counts 6 series and trilogies and multiple books within each of these in her body of work as an independent author. I got to know her first Neverland book while researching the market for my own book, The Island of Lost Children , based on the Peter and Wendy story. Heather’s Forever Neverland is for young adults (YA) while I intended my book for middle grade readers. I enjoyed reading her modern take on the story, with Peter on a motorcycle and Wendy and her brothers dealing with the aftermath of their time with him.

Heather and I are visiting in a virtual Victorian parlor something like this one drinking hot Irish Breakfast tea (Heather’s with soy milk) and nibbling on sugar-free dark chocolate bars. Come and sit down, have a cup, and listen in on the conversation.

Heather’s latest book in the series, Beyond Neverland, is available on Amazon.

heather killough-walden book coverKB: You have an impressive body of work—series on werewolves and warlocks and other beings that lurk in the night. I understand that you started with a vampire series and your writing career took off from there. Where did your original vampire(s) come from?

HKW: I fell in love with The Count from Sesame Street when I was very little. My fascination with the night-dwelling be-fanged just grew from there.

KB: What I like to focus on in my blog conversations is exploring what inspires us and where our imaginations take us. What would be the most interesting inspiration you can describe for any of your numerous books/characters/settings?

HKW: Well… I’ve been all over the world, but I guess there’s no place truly as interesting as a person’s imagination. My dreams give me a lot of ideas for characters. Sometimes inspiration just strikes out of the blue, with no provocation. Music can also trigger images, as I like to create music videos in my head when I listen to songs. I was listening to Mitternacht when I saw Roman D’Angelo for the first time – gracefully hacking and slashing his magnificent vampire way through his enemies to reach the throne he occupies now.

KB: I’m interested most of all in your two Neverland books: Forever Neverland and Beyond Neverland, which you recently released. What sparked your interest in re-imagining that story?

HKW: I’ve always felt unsatisfied with the book. I felt as if it opened a door and then wouldn’t let anyone through. It was full of possibilities left unexplored, and fantastic things undiscovered. Especially when it came to Hook. I had never in my life read a more two-dimensional character. I very much felt there was so much more to him than, sadly, because of the way the book was written, anyone even cared to learn. And then I saw the 2003 production of Peter Pan with Jason Isaacs, and that sealed it. It was time for me to tell Neverland’s real story.

KB: How did you decide to age and “modernize” those characters?

HKW: You write what you know. I didn’t live in Victorian times and I had no desire to reawaken the overly romanticized version of them – they were anything but romantic, after all. They were misogynistic, ignorant, disease-ridden, and backwards. So I brought the characters into a time where they could fully develop and then I sat them down and said, “Okay. Tell me your stories.” And so they did. Hook’s was especially gratifying.

KB: One of the most compelling aspects of your book—and this is something that struck me after I finished reading it—is how Wendy’s storytelling is being stripped away from her. I find that aspect of the story powerful and incredibly tragic. So Wendy’s “story inspirations” (Peter, Hook, etc.) rescued her. I’d like to hear your thoughts on that aspect.

HKW: It’s exactly what you said. Society attempts to strip away the magic from us, the imagination. The result is a kind of death. This happens to millions of people every day and no one gives a thought to how tragic it truly is. I wanted people to see it – and understand it. Fortunately for Wendy, her imagination was strong enough to step in and save her.

KB: I realize after reading your work how Wendy’s storytelling ability has mostly “flown” under the radar.

HKW: There are so many talented people out there whose stories will never be read due to the circumstances of how our literary society is set up. Traditional print publishing made it next to impossible. EBook reading devices made it a little easier, but now that market is so flooded, all of those truly talented people are drowning in a sea of people who think they are talented but perhaps are not so much. So the result is the same. Thousands, if not millions, of magical imaginations go unnoticed. I just wanted to shed light on one – just one – and hopefully help some readers to comprehend that if Wendy’s stories are never heard by society, then maybe there are others who aren’t being heard? Perhaps we should attempt to listen a little harder?

KB: Given that Kathy Rigby is still touring in Peter Pan, what do you think makes this story so compelling?

HKW: Well, to be honest, I can’t see the appeal in a woman playing Peter Pan. At all. However, I think just about everyone sitting in the audience has experienced the desire to fly. All it takes is faith, trust, and pixie dust, right? Who wouldn’t get on board with that?

KB: What would your Neverland look like?

HKW: If you’ve read the book, then you know. (smiles) But if you’re asking me what my own fantasy world would look like… wow. I’m afraid even I am not a good enough storyteller to convey such wonder.

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The Mystery in the Moon-lit Sky

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Photo by Lela Shook Paksoy
Photo by Lela Shook Paksoy

I’m partial to the moon. Not much of a surprise for those people who know me and I’m not unique in this partiality. I’ll never forget seeing the white orb for the first time through a telescope and being in awe of the fact that a heavenly body hung so seemingly close to where I stood that night. And I’m amazed by the dazzling full moons that sit just above the horizon, interrupting whatever thoughts are running through my head at that moment. The first novel I wrote had the title, Water from the Moon, borrowing a line from the movie, The Year of Living Dangerously—something you can never have. And if I see a moon on a book cover, I’m immediately drawn to it, which is why I put one on the cover of my first book.

 I notice this more in summer, but not exclusively. Just the other evening, after a string of bitter cold nights, I stood in my backyard and felt that something that’s almost indescribable. Or maybe it is describable. This is what I wrote from the perspective of my Wendy character in The Island of Lost Children:

 [Wendy] sensed old spirits pressed into the cracks of their brick walls as she passed them. And if she took her time and the night began to fall and the moon hung silver over them, something outside the world she lived in but not really frightening hovered near her. She didn’t need to look up to know it was there.

 Some nights, though, have a feature that doesn’t require a moon, a mystery more mysterious without its light. My grandparents lived in a place and at a time when light pollution wasn’t a consideration and when I was young, elementary age, I recall the mystery in that near-solid darkness. Objects around me appeared as the slightest silver, as if they drank up every bit of light from the stars, if they could be seen at all. That included all of us, my sister and cousin and I on the swing set, dipping and rising through the sea of evening. Something outside this world but not really frightening hovering nearby.

 I’m convinced that all fairy tales are born in those moments of pure darkness or those saturated with pure moonlight. All stories of danger and wonder and full of the fantastical.

 One last image I have of night that’s been in my head since I was very young: I’m standing in a neighborhood of brick houses looking down a street at a full moon. It is very late (or perhaps very, very early) and everything is tinged with moonlight. I’m not sure where that street leads and what that moon illuminates, but even though I suspect I’ll never know the answer for sure, I believe that’s the place where I’ll find all the stories I want to tell.

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Peter Pan and Wendy in a Modern Neverland

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1My writing a story based on Peter Pan has its origins in my childhood. When I was about 8 years old, I convinced my younger sister and my friend Charlotte that I could read the secret messages that Peter Pan left in the sidewalk in front of our childhood home. They frankly weren’t buying it. I, on the other hand, believed my own made-up

I have to admit a soft spot for the story well into adulthood. After writing the middle grade novel, The Mists of Na Crainn, I decided to continue writing for children when the story of a girl forced to grow up too soon, meets the boy who never grows up, appeared somewhere in my imagination. A new Peter Pan and Wendy Darling for our times.

In my childhood, I loved the idea of flying and a faraway place where children are in charge, where small creatures flit about and light up the night sky. As an adult, I have to admit that world still fascinates me.

But beyond simply retelling the story of a modern Peter Pan, a boy who doesn’t grow up, I wanted to create a Wendy Darling who is not simply the surrogate mother who flew to Neverland. The Wendy in Lost Children is a girl who had to care for her brothers JJ and Michael, who’s on the autism spectrum while her parents work several jobs to make ends meet.

I look forward to releasing the book sometime in the never-distant future and I hope that you will return to find out how to get a copy. Just as an FYI: I no longer receive and interpret communication from Never Never Land.

Update: The Island of Lost Children is now available in hardback, paperback, and as an ebook for various platforms. For more information, check out the book’s page.

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Paris and a Woman Looking for Love

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Looking over my website, you might ask “What’s the obsession with Paris? Never mind that I also have a minor obsession with gargoyles. I’ll save that for another blog post.

If you’ve ever been to Paris, you probably know why I decided to write a series of stories about the place. It is beautiful, sometimes exasperating. The waiter tossing a cup onto the wrought iron table in Part III of “Paris Diaries” comes from real experience. In the waiter’s defense, my beloved husband likes to puree French and the Spanish he’s fluent in into a completely new language and use it liberally.

In addition to the bustling life of the city, I find two of its cemeteries the most interesting I’ve ever visited: Père Lachaise and the Cimetière du Montparnasse. The lattter is where Simone de Beauvoir and Jean-Paul Sartre lie side-by-side in repose. In the Cimetière du Montparnasse, my Sprench-speaking spouse was surprised to come upon the grave of a notable person from the Dominican Republic where he once lived. And even though other cemeteries I’ve visited have more interesting structures–the cemetery in Santiago, Chile immediately comes to mind–no other I’ve been to has housed so many notable as well.

I love the museums, especially the Musée D’Orsay. My new favorite in the museum category is the Quai Branly, not only because I like the exhibits from many cultures, but it has a river of words at its entrance and a fantastic vertical garden on the side.

I love writing about Paris so much that there’s always the possibility that I will continue the saga of Madolyn. Perhaps she returns to her auditing job but for a different restaurant chain after a hostile takeover while she was abroad. Maybe she pays off her debts and moves back to Paris to help establish the city’s first TGI Friday’s. I see possibilities in a story of a trip to the cemetery, an odd encounter with someone who tends the vertical garden, or an unfortunate career move when Bridget becomes one of those people who wanders the paths of the Tuilleries Gardens looking for unsuspecting tourists and tries to convince them that they’ve’ve dropped a valuable ring.

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