When I was nine, I wanted to be called Skylance.
Understandable really, as it is probably the coolest name in existence, and well suited to commanding dragons and fighting sorcerers. I did a lot of that when I was nine.
Why am I telling you all this?
Skylance represents the wild, imaginative, creative part of me – the kid inside who still occasionally imagines he’s fighting evil in his back garden (to be clear, I’m in my back garden, imagining , rather than imagining I’m in my back garden).
This is a place for everything that part of me needs to let out. When life gets too serious – words are an escape. When life’s good, they enshrine that feeling. Whatever the reason, the author is Skylance.