Soon-to-be twelve year old Miranda Moon’s overactive imagination has landed her in trouble again. This time, she’s been suspended from school. Since her Halloween weekend just got extended, her parents decide to take her and her straight-laced younger brother, Marcus, to her late grandparents’ old cabin. That suits Miranda just fine. She’s always felt there was something special about the place. Besides, she has a knack for making the best of things.
But when Miranda finds a curious water globe hidden in the cabin, she and Marcus are catapulted into a world even she never imagined. A world where everybody already knows their family name and magic flows through the trees. A world called Wunderwood. But their arrival happens to coincide with the release of a sinister warlock from a forty-year imprisonment. Thornton Crow resumes his deadly agenda to find the source of Wunderwood’s magical power, the Tree of Mindala, and seize it for his own.
As Miranda learns of her own connection to Thornton, she realizes that it’s up to her to end his cruel and relentless cycle of death that would steal not just magic, but also hope. With only the cryptic words of a prophecy to guide her, she holds the fate of the entire realm as well as the safety of Marcus and the newly found branches of her family tree in her hands. Miranda’s signature optimism is put to the ultimate test when she chooses to carry out the task that will save Wunderwood… or doom it forever.
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I live in Wisconsin with my husband and two young sons. I’ve been an avid reader since I was about five years old. My professional background has included sales, customer service, and sofware programming. But my favorite title, besides “mom” and “wife”, is “author.” When I’m not reading or writing, I enjoy outdoor sports with my family, and cooking! My favorite color is purple.
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I woke up one fall morning near Halloween with a migraine headache. I, like Miranda Moon, the main character in this book, have always had a pretty vivid imagination and also always loved Halloween. As I gazed out the window that dreary morning (willing my headache to go away), the wind howled eerily, whipping a small pile of brittle leaves up, and I thought to myself, “How delightfully spooky!” My imagination took over from there, which is not unusual, and Wunderwood along with Miranda and the other characters were born. The next thing I knew, I was sitting at my computer where I had written a rough outline and several pages, and it was 6:00 at night. Needless to say, my headache had subsided, but I can’t help but feel grateful for having had it!