If I said that James Fisher and the Bird Witch was a true story I would be embellishing because some of it is made up...but some things are very true. Just don't ask me what.

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The story is based on the premiss that my family never moved into our family home and that another family, the Fishers, did. Just like us, there are two loving parents and two boys that couldn't see eye to eye, but this is James story, and I'm telling you now, it's one of love, illness and death, but it's also about triumph and a boys quest to be himself in the face of an ever-changing world. Luckily, James has friends, some of which come from strange places.

 

It is also the story of an old woman who is either a witch or she isn't, depending on your bent. Missus Maize, who comes to James assistance when he needed it most. They form a friendship and a mutual love of music and literature, but when James is cleaning her front room he turns around a photograph of the most beautiful girl in the world and his world is turned upside down.

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I was originally going to call this book the ballad of Daisy Maize, I'm glad I didn't as I wanted to pay homage to a truly wonderful person in her grandmother. 

 

I hope I have you wondering what happened and what I made up. Many of my friends think they know who is who, but none of them is right, I think I'll keep the secret safe with me.

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I really hope that you will read this one day as I think it's one of my best works.