I cannot tell you how many times as a child I tried to climb into the mirror world.
When people talk about Lewis Carroll, they generally speak of Alice in Wonderland.
For me, the story that captured my head was always Through the Looking Glass.
I hoped that if I was very quick and very quiet I would catch that odd movement in the mirror, that glimpse around the corner of the reflection to where the mirror world began.
Unfortunately, glass is a firm barrier in both reality and imagination.
I gave up on climbing into mirrors, but I never lost that quick glance at reflections.
Sometimes, out of the corner of my eye, I like to think I see a glimpse of that strange backwards world beyond the edge of vision.
Then I write.
There is always wonder at the reflection’s corners
This week is dedicated to everyday magic. I will be sharing some of the real-life inspiration for the strange things that appear in the pages of my stories.
If you would like to see my other writings from the reflected world, I have also written a fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor. It is available here.
Cat Amesbury 