Faceless

For a long time, I knew I wanted to write a story about a girl who’d been in an accident that changed her face forever, who would struggle to discover how much of who she is is tied to what she looks like. A girl who doesn’t look the way she thinks she should? That was a concept I could wrap my head around. How many of us look in the mirror and are occasionally disappointed, surprised – if not flat out shocked once in a while – by the sight of our reflections? Maybe it’s just a haircut a few inches too short or an outfit that looked different inside the store than it does at home – but the result is the same in the end. Sometimes some of us see our reflections and think: That’s not what I thought I looked like. While Maisie’s experience in Faceless may be singular, unfortunately being a girl who doesn’t look the way she thinks she should isn’t.