from the daughter, for the readers.
Hello love,
My name is Isabella, it’s wonderful to meet you.
I grew up in a very mixed European meets Classic American household; which shaped the majority of my taste for literature, art, music, and cinema. I started piano, violin, and cello at the age of two but ultimately befriended piano, & it has been a beautiful companion. While being raised on classical, I have a deep affinity for film-scores, jazz, and folk music. My mother’s Appalachian roots gave way to my love of homesteading, equines, and livestock. Wildlife such as marine biology (orcas have a special place in my heart) and zoology will continue to shape how vividly I view the world. His earth teems with life, beauty, and rich nutrients. Learning about our planet is an experience we should never take for granted. The love from her and my grandmother drew me to my ancestry. I love history, although, not well versed as I’d like to be. The Old and Middle Egyptian kingdoms, the Victorian era, the Jacobite risings, the Revolutionary war - all things i I never tire learning about. Fascinations for psychology, architecture, philosophy, and archeology are embedded in my mind as well.
I began writing at the age of 15, as a way of coping with the trauma of an abusive ex-boyfriend. All of my physical, emotional, and mental damage was poured out into journal after journal, all of which I would burn away a few years later.
At age 17, after giving my life to Jesus, I felt to the pull to write something long-lasting: work that would glorify the Lord. But what would I write? Any and every plot I conjured up I scrapped out of fear and hesitation. Years and years of stagnation: why? - Because I was beyond afraid to fail.
Writing is what connected me. It helped me feel a sense of belonging. It was a source of wonder and imagination in a world where both are near extinction (let’s talk about how to bring that back!)
At age 21 I began to slowly be filled with ideas. They invaded my imagination, dreams, and waking life. But did I still take the initiative and write? No. Why?
Because there was no purpose in it.
Every moment I asked myself ‘why?’, I was met with no answer at all, just that I was compelled. I needed a better reason. A lasting reason.
Enter, Christ.
As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you. Abide in my love. If you keep my commandments, you will abide in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and abide in his love. These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and thatyour joy may be full.
“This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.”
- John 15: 9-12
These words have reigned in my mind since the moment I pledged my life and love to my Creator. What a lovely purpose: to glorify and honor the One that died in my place, that took on the curse meant for me, so I may live with Him forever. I want to express how my Father has loved me, to each and every one of you. I hope and pray that all I write brings glory and recognition to the King of kings. His love, imagination, and wonder is incomprehensible: a true gift. May you know Him to be as imaginative and creative as I do.
I will be writing free verse poetry and short prose, while I work on my (Lord willing) future tetralogy, ‘The Apprentice Archives’.
with joy, in Love.
- a.d.