Do you remember sitting with your father when you were three years old? Hearing bedtime stories from DR suess, the Arabian Knights, and poems of young men riding across the sky in a shoe?

I remember. 

Years ago when I was confronted with teh loss of my father, I began writing the Ballad of Nod for my children. The first story is aboyt Fey, a young girl who's father is in the hospital, dying. Those feelings make her the target of the nightmares of the dream world, and her mother brings her a gaurdian. A Bear named Patches. Every night he fights to protect her, and each morning Fey wakes up with new tears and scars.

One night the nightmares drag patches into the dream world. Fy is now confronted with the choice of staying safe and screaming for her mom, or facing the nightmares to save her friend. 

Nod is filled with every nightmare and fear we drag with us, along with the beauty and amazment of the stars we dream of. It is in this place we find out who we are. It is in this place we are confront the things that burrow into our minds. There are other stories after the first, a mix of children and the courage it takes to grow and imagine, from lightning dragons, racing sharks among the whale graveyards and everything the mustn't warn us about.

Welcome to Nod