“My destiny had been decided and I had gotten the shortest stick”
Welcome to The World of Eridan!
I guess you’ll be asking yourselves what is this: well, first things first. My name is Naomi Fernández, and this is the official website of my novel, The Legend of the Pygmalion. No, I don’t expect you to know the name, neither I think you have heard of it because of a very simple reason: the novel is not published yet.
For years, since I finished the first draft of the novel, around August of 2016, I’ve been trying to gather courage to send it to a publisher and seek for means to launch it into the world, but it has always been something holding me back. It has probably been fear of rejection, or the certainty that, if I do it, there would be things escaping from my grasp, aspects I would have to modify or let outside the story, words I would have to change to condense it in a sole book. I have never wanted that.
“Maybe we all feel like that, after all: like the strangers that just can’t fit into the world, trapped in stupid stereotypes that others decided, ages ago, that we had to follow.”
And so, years have passed, I’ve written a lot of material about the novel and its world after finishing it, including stories about the origin of the world or certain characters and, even, a sequel. That’s say, enough material to create a whole universe that would shake poor 1 TB hard discs and make me high-five with Star Wars.
But what has not changed during these years is my desire to share all of this. Recently, I have decided to take the control of my own narrative and I have realized that the best way is doing things my way. And this platform is the result: this website will be my media of publishing the novels, stories and material about this universe. Since it’s necessary learn to walk before being able to run, for now, we’ll start with the beginning of everything: the original novel. I will be posting its chapters periodically and, of course, freely, and I hope and wish you like it.
One more time, welcome, and thanks for reading!
Pd: I apologize for any typo or grammatical mistakes; English is not my mother tongue, but I had this crazy idea of traducing my own work and dualing this page as Spanish/English so the book would reach more people…and this is the result!
About The Legend of the Pygmalion
“I had always known I wasn’t exactly ‘normal’. After all, no one really is. However, one could argue that, into the whole package of eccentricity that could be found in the world, my family and I were one in a million.
So, this is the story. My grandmother was born in fantasy world as its princess and heir to the throne, but she abdicated, ran away to Earth with my grandfather and sealed their powers to escape from her past life. They married, settled down in a boring little village located on the outskirts of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania (which, by now, was a little ‘provincial town’) and had four children: mi mother, Angela, my uncle Andrew, my aunt Diana and my ‘imprudent’ (grandma’s words, not mine) aunt Prudence.
Yeah, I know. It sounds like a mad woman’s tale. To any person who hadn’t lived with the tale their whole life, this would sound like the fable of a lunatic. There lies the main difference: I had lived with it since I was born.
Though, honestly, it had never occurred to me that any of that would had anything to do with me. But I’ll tell you something: life is full of surprises. And I got the shock of mine the day I blew up every single glass in a gym without even moving a finger.
My name is Evelyn Anderson and I’m in very big trouble.”
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About me
Who am I?
My name is Naomi Fernández and I was born in the south of Madrid, Spain, in 1997, where I grew up and studied. I’m a writer by vocation and a graduated journalist by college Universidad Rey Juan Carlos. I’ve grown up with my nose stuck in books and my head in the clouds, so lost in my own thoughts that I may need a map. The tickling of the keyboard is the soundtrack of my life, coffee runs through my veins and I exhibit a spectacular talkativeness in terms of writing. A curious data about me? I’m terrible at advertising myself.
I could fill up a whole book just talking to you about that matter, so I’ll try to be brief. I write because I believe that books, that words, makes us better persons, because I want to do something that matters and leave my mark in the world, even if it’s tiny. But, above all, I do it because I like it. Writing is my passion, an essential part of my being: is my way of seeing, portraying and understanding the world, the one I see and the ones I imagine. It defines and completes me, makes me who I am: I can’t imagine myself not writing. It just makes me happy. And I hope to make others happy, too, with it.
Why do I write?