

Lisa Griffiths
Why the Fox Jumps
I started my writing career in front of an old typewriter. I was 11 and my mother decided I must learn to type. She dreamt of a respectable daughter who wore high heels and, with luck, might one day become a secretary. So, that Saturday afternoon I reluctantly washed off the mud and became respectable (mostly).
With fingers splayed over the keys, I dutifully typed “The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog“ a dozen times. It was a page of pure tedium, until the last line. As the striker collided with ink ribbon for the final ‘g’, I suddenly understood why the fox jumps and everything changed. A world sprung up around the fox and the dog and they grew into something bigger than a typing exercise. And I needed to write their stories.
Unsurprisingly, and much to my mother’s chagrin, I became a flat-shoed writer and a two-finger typist. But 30 years after the fox and the dog, I’m still finding stories in strange places. I write them in scripts, poems, fiction, articles, essays, and even the occasional blog.
Although I write across the genre lines, fantasy is my joy. In the future, I hope to combine joy with my passion for videogame narrative and write for an interactive role-playing game.
