About
It began with a falling star...
Music often filled the air in Diana Douglas’ childhood home, where overflowing bookcases held novels, plays, and record collections. The only girl in her large family, Diana was raised by an actress and a musician, constantly surrounded by creative spirits who helped ignite her vivid imagination.
In her earliest story, Diana wrote of a curious little star that fell from the sky and decided to visit the ocean. Upon learning that she could not return home, the fallen star instead found happiness living as a starfish. Realizing how much people enjoyed reading this story, Diana quickly took to filling bits of paper with her ideas and inspirations, and after winning a short story contest a few years later, she sought to create other characters that would leap off the page and into the hearts of her readers.
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Growing up in northern Ontario, teachers often kept Diana indoors during recess as a failed incentive to improve her poor penmanship skills. She never complained, and instead enjoyed the silent retreat of the warm library, sheltered from the frigid winter weather. Instead of practicing her handwriting, Diana took much of this time to investigate the library catalogue and made secret lists of every book she planned to borrow. She relished the uninterrupted opportunity to read about far-off places and days gone by and knew she would one day add her own books to these shelves.
Diana’s love of storytelling evolved over the years, and a passion for theatre and songwriting soon followed. After travelling and studying in western Canada, Diana began performing on stages across Canada and the United States, where she often found herself sitting quietly backstage, observing the lives of others and drawing inspiration from their interactions and conversations.
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Northern Ontario remains Diana’s home, and she returns to its rugged rocks and lakes every spring. Never one to enjoy the cold, Diana prefers to spend her winters with the starfish on the sandy Florida shores. There, she loves nothing more than to curl up with a good story and an empty notebook or two.