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About Me
My background
Darnell May grew up in Springfield, MA, where his early years were defined by a passion for drawing rather than writing. He spent countless hours immersed in his sketches, his imagination flowing through the pencil in his hand. It was not until he began crafting short stories to complement his illustrations that he discovered a deeper love for storytelling. This realization marked the beginning of his journey as a writer.
Throughout his life, Darnell balanced his creative passions with other pursuits, including sports and the joys of raising two children. During this time, his creative endeavors took a back seat, but his imagination never stopped. Ideas would strike at unexpected moments, leading him to jot them down on whatever surface was available, though he kept much of his work private. Over time, his confidence grew, and he fully embraced writing, discovering a natural affinity for fantasy fiction.
Now, Darnell May channels his vivid imagination into writing stories that transport readers into extraordinary worlds. Through his work, including The Experience book series, he brings to life intricate dimensions, captivating characters, and thrilling adventures that delve into the complexities of reality and fantasy. His stories not only entertain but invite readers to journey into far-off lands and explore the mysterious disruptions of time and space, offering a unique and refreshing voice in the realm of fantasy fiction.
My writing roots
My love for storytelling began before I even knew how to write. As a child, I was captivated by the books I read, the movies I watched, and the endless possibilities of imagination. Whether it was fantasy worlds filled with magic or eerie forests hiding unknown horrors, I found myself drawn to stories that transported me beyond reality.
One of my earliest inspirations was Stan Lee’s comics. His ability to craft intricate worlds and unforgettable characters ignited something in me—a desire to create my own. I would draw constantly with ideas, scribbling down scenes, characters, and concepts that I hoped would one day come to life.
Over time, my writing evolved. I experimented with different genres, from sci-fi adventures, fantasy, and horror. Each story I wrote was a stepping stone, shaping my voice and refining my style. The influences of classic literature, modern fiction, and even personal experiences blended into my work, giving it depth and authenticity.
Today, as I continue to write, I see my writing roots as the foundation of everything I create. Every novel I publish, every story I tell, is a tribute to the journey that began with a simple love for storytelling. And with each new project, I keep growing, discovering new layers to my craft—because the roots of a writer are never truly finished growing.
My style
Long before I wrote my first novel, my mind was already lost in worlds unseen, realms where magic thrived, ancient prophecies whispered through the wind, and heroes were forged in the fires of destiny. My writing roots stretch deep into the stories that once enchanted me, the myths and legends that sparked a fire in my imagination.
As a child, I enjoyed fantasy books, each one a portal to another world. The works of multiple authors taught me that words could shape kingdoms, breathe life into creatures of wonder, and make the impossible feel real. I began crafting my own worlds, filling them with sprawling landscapes, powerful magic, and characters with destinies they never chose.
My earliest stories were simple—scraps of adventure scrawled in notebooks, battle scenes fought with ink and paper. But as I grew, so did my tales. I learned that fantasy wasn’t just about the grand and the mystical; it was about the struggles, the sacrifices, and the emotions that made those stories real. It was about heroes who carried burdens heavier than their swords and villains who believed themselves righteous.
Now, as I continue my journey as a fantasy writer, I see my roots in every story I create. The echoes of the past—of childhood wonder, of nights spent dreaming up new worlds—still linger in my words. My books are more than just stories; they are pieces of the worlds I once longed to explore.
And so, with each tale I write, I do not merely build a world. I open a door—for myself, for my readers—to step into something greater than reality. Because fantasy is not just an escape; it is a way to see the world through the eyes of the extraordinary.
