New Project-“The Story I’m Afraid to Write”


I am still trying to get this darn fantasy novel off the ground, but I realized something just recently–all along, the story I’ve been needing to write has been locked away safely in my mind, crying to get out, but I wouldn’t let it. Why, you ask?

Because it’s my story.

My life has been riddled with obstacles that many people in the US and all over the world face today. My parents separated when I was 12 and got divorced a few years later. I have an autistic brother, whom I love very dearly, but the rest of the world doesn’t understand him. My grandfather, the beloved patriarch of my mother’s side of the family, died of cancer when I was 14. I’ve been overweight my entire life and am still struggling against obesity and all the junk food/drink we are bombarded with in today’s world. Because of my obesity and general social awkwardness, I was bullied as a child. On top of it all, I was part of a religion that was not able to provide me with help and real answers to my problems, but instead pushed me around even more and used my deepest, darkest fears to manipulate me… even telling me that psychiatrists/psychologists were “of the devil” so I would only use the counseling they provided. All of those things and more have left me with deep psychological issues I’m going to have to deal with for the rest of my life.

It is my dream to help the people around me overcome the same obstacles that I have overcome in the past and will overcome in the future, particularly children and teenagers. My generation and the generation after me have such a complex world to take care of when we “grow up” and our parents are in the nursing home. So much damage has been done by ignorance and downright wickedness in this world. If I can bring a little understanding and wisdom to my generation through the lessons I’ve learned, why am I selfishly keeping my knowledge hidden away?

Because it hurts. It is excruciatingly painful to dig into your past and pull out the hurts you’ve tried so hard to forget–bullying, abandonment, betrayal, loss–the list is mountainous… but someone needs to tell this generation that it is not okay.

It’s not okay to make fun of people because their problems are different from yours or you don’t understand them. It’s not okay to publicly humiliate people or abuse them because it makes you look bigger. It’s not alright to get so caught up in your own desires that your spouse and your children become your last priority. Children need fathers. People need friends. Special needs children and adults need to be understood and they need a voice. My story speaks to nearly everyone, and it would be selfish of me not to write it.

Stay tuned for more news on my newest project, “The Story I’m Afraid to Write.”

(Disclaimer: I will be changing the names and some details to protect the identities of the actual people in the story.)

~Alli Day

Character Introductions


I think it’s about time you met some of the other characters in my new novel. A couple of the names have been changed and things will continue to evolve as I keep writing, but last night I got a lot of ground covered on the storyline and soon I will be writing for real (OMG!!!!!).

You already met Lithiril, the heir to the throne of the fairy kingdom, Arbadia, and the destined savior of her people.

Maxinine you heard of as well–Lithiril’s grandmother who raises her on a secret island.

Azyrith is Maxinine’s lady-in-waiting. She and her family live with Maxinine and Lithiril on the island. At the time of the escape, she has a husband, Merimus, a two-year-old son, and a baby girl.

Ishnol is Merimus and Azyrith’s son and Lithiril’s best friend from infancy.

Arysa is the daughter of Merimus and Azyrith. She does not feel included by Ishnol and Lithiril, which leads to bitterness in her heart and gets her in trouble later.

Jenexis is no longer the name of Lithiril’s father, it is the name of her pet dragon. Jenexis owned the island before the small group of fairies showed up, but they tamed him and he became entranced by Lithiril.

Dyrol is the evil king of Siranai. He is a master of dark magic and holds the Arbadians slaves. They are not merely slaves physically, but in their minds and hearts as well because he has made them believe that they have no powers and they are worthless without him.

That’s all for now 🙂 I hope that excites you as much as it does me!!

~Alli Day

Lithiril’s Story (A Short Summary)


Okay everyone, the moment you have all been waiting for… (drumroll please)

REAL information about my upcoming novel!

I just wrote this today. It is merely a foreshadowing of things to come, not an actual excerpt from my book. Also, Lithiril is only one in several important characters in my story so this is definitely not all there is to it. I hope this catches your interest! 🙂

(names, details, and general storyline subject to change)

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Lithiril is the long-lost princess of Arbadia, the fairy kingdom. Arbadia has been taken over by humans and the once green, luscious countryside has become barren. The fairies have lost confidence in themselves and their powers and very few still have any hope.

The story goes that Lithiril’s parents were madly in love even before they were married. The moment her father Jenexis laid eyes on her mother Helinia, he knew she was special and wanted to know more about her. She was a noble and he was the crown prince, so no one frowned upon their union. They were married when they were both 17.

Not long after their marriage, the king died of illness. Jenexis was forced to take the crown at the tender age of 19. He was young and foolish and made some bad decisions that led to war with Siranai, the neighboring country ruled by humans, while Helinia was pregnant with Lithiril. Lithiril was healthy when she was born, but regrettably Helinia did not live through the pregnancy.

Jenexis and the fairies were winning the war until he received word that Helinia had passed. Jenexis’ heart was completely, irreparably broken. His drive faded and he was unable to motivate the troops to keep their fighting intensity. Eventually he was killed by the king of Siranai and his entire army fell captive to the Siranian troops.

Word reached the castle that the king had died and the army had been taken captive. The queen mother, Maxinine, took Lithiril and her handmaiden (and handmaiden’s family) and went into hiding on a secret island to preserve the last remaining hope for Arbadia. Lithiril grew up safely on the island, not knowing anything about her family’s history or her identity until she was 16.

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That’s all for now! Thanks for reading, as always!! 🙂

~Alli Day

Readers’ Vote!


Thanks for your input!

~Alli Day