Jess Thomas was born in the mid-west, and she has a natural love for nature and animals. A gentle creature born to loving parents who believed in seeing the world for all its beauty, she learned the imperfections in life were something to be treasured and seen as a learning experience. An artist from an early age, she went to art school, where she got a degree in drawing and painting, photography, and Art Education. In 2009, she laid down her paintbrush and picked up writing and channeling her creative energy in a fresh direction. A new writer, she pours sensitivity and her love of the world she has created into her emotions and the characters who live there. Most of the Chronicle of Darius series was written when I was dealing with Trigeminal neuralgia. It is a condition that causes intense pain similar to an electric shock on one side of the face. It affects the trigeminal nerve, which carries signals from the face to the brain. Even a light touch from brushing your teeth or putting on makeup may trigger a jolt of pain. Trigeminal Neuralgia can be long-lasting. It’s known as a chronic pain condition.
Poor Darius dealt with the brunt of my pain. I had always been an artist, but I couldn’t hold my brush anymore. Writing became a creative way to work through my pain and frustration. You will be able to tell when I’m dealing with pain in my written words. I’ve had surgery since Book Fifteen, and I’m glad to say I’ve been pain-free for six years. Book Fifteen was right before my surgery. I moved across the room slowly and froze when I felt the warning signs that my face was going to flair again like a deer in front of a car’s headlights, I knew the pain was going to hit, and I couldn’t get away from it.
They say this is the only disease with its own pain levels, yet still, I tried to see the positive and hold out a bit longer. I think it was hard on those who loved me because there wasn’t anything they could do but support me and see my smile fade away. My cat would worm his way under my hands and purr trying to take away my pain the only way he knew how. I was at the end of my rope. I had dealt with the disease for over sixteen years, with each year getting worse. When I woke up from my operation, it was the first time in a long time that I didn’t hurt, and suddenly, the world looked like it was washed clean, and I could once again enjoy the beauty of life.
I started writing LGBTQ when a man who was like my big brother died. He was gay, and I idolized him from an early age. He taught me art he protected me when one of my Father’s patients threatened us. I fashioned my favorite character a Wizard by the name of Trend.