Jennifer Lee (Author)

Fantasy that lingers long after the last page

About Me

Hi, I’m Jennifer Lee, an author drawn to the space where darkness meets understanding. Writing has always been my way of exploring the fragile balance between hope and despair — and finding meaning in the shadows.
My novels, Far From Oz and Falling from Neverland, unravel haunting yet heartfelt stories about truth, loss, and healing. My upcoming book, Free from the Looking Glass, continues that journey, reflecting on identity and the illusions we must break to find ourselves.
Through my stories, I hope to reach those who’ve ever felt lost or unseen — reminding them that even in darkness, there is light to be found.

A Look Inside Falling From NeverLand

Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time working on a promotional trailer for Falling From NeverLand. While I originally created the trailer in Canva, I’ve also been experimenting with several other tools to create the right imagery and find voices that sound authentic enough to bring the story to life.

Learning something completely new on your own can be a challenge. There are countless tutorials, endless options, and more than a few moments when I find myself wondering if I’m doing any of it correctly. I won’t lie—there are times when I want to throw my hands up and ask, “What’s the point?”

But this is something I genuinely want to learn.

Every small improvement feels like a victory. Each new skill I pick up brings me one step closer to creating the vision I have in my mind. The progress may be slow, but progress is still progress, and that in itself is rewarding.

Of course, the trailer isn’t the only project keeping me busy.

I’ve recently completed the draft for the third installment in The Happy Little Series, which is now in the capable hands of my daughter and illustrator. Watching those stories come to life through her artwork is always exciting.

I’ve also been brainstorming a brand-new series that I’m incredibly excited about: The Fourth Mark. So far, I’ve drafted thirteen chapters, and the world continues to grow with every writing session. Right now, I’m focused on developing the side characters and their histories, making sure they feel just as real and important as the main cast.

Needless to say, I have plenty to keep me occupied after work each day.

But today, I want to talk about the second installment in the Far From Oz series: Falling From NeverLand.

This story continues to follow Timothy, Dorothy, Wendy, Hamish, Quinn, and the others as they uncover more truths about the strange world they inhabit. Questions begin to surface. Memories become unreliable. Reality itself starts to blur.

Writing this novel has taken longer than expected, largely because of the sensitive themes it explores.

Trauma affects each of us differently. The ways we cope with pain, loss, grief, and regret are deeply personal. Throughout Falling From NeverLand, the characters are forced to confront the things they have spent so long trying to avoid. Some seek answers. Others seek escape. All of them must face truths hidden within the darkness.

As many of you know, I am currently working on Free From the Looking Glass, the third book in the series. Unfortunately, one chapter continues to elude me. It’s hiding somewhere in the shadows, refusing to reveal itself. Perhaps I need to dive a little deeper into my own thoughts and experiences before I can uncover the answers that the chapter demands.

Hopefully, when the time is right, it will finally step into the light.

Until then, I’d like to share a small glimpse into Falling From NeverLand.

“I no longer feel her hand in mine. I tried to hold on, but the force pulling her away was too strong. She fades into the darkness we struggle against, and I am powerless to save her. Lost in a void, I am tormented by thoughts that I fear will break me. A faint whisper echoes in my solitude: She will never be yours.”

At the end of Far From Oz, Timothy breaks his promise to protect Dorothy and keep her in the light.

Now, Timothy walks in darkness.

And some dreams are far more dangerous than nightmares.

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