Francoise Webb

"Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. Begin it now." Goethe

Francoise Webb was born in Brussels and, with her mother, came to America at age twelve. She studied at Virginia Commonwealth University in Richmond and later moved to New York, where she wrote and illustrated children's books. Her interests then turned to Interior Design. For fourteen years her fabrics and wall-coverings were represented in design centers from New York to Los Angeles.

Pursuing her dream of living on Cape Cod, she moved there and took a writing course, under Jacqueline Loring, which sparked her return to writing. Classes and Writers' Groups greatly aided the honing of her craft. She is a Letters member of the Cape Cod Branch of the National League of American Pen Women. 

Recently, she finished, Remembrances, a memoir of her childhood in Nazi-occupied Brussels with photos included (scroll down to read an excerpt).

Her current project, Souvenirs of Captivity, is the translation of her grandfather's World War One (WWI) French Army officer's diary. The poignant, daily entries of his life on the battlefield and as a prisoner of war in Germany reveal vivid details of historical events. The diary includes photos and will be ready for agents by spring. She hopes to have it in print by 2014, the 100th anniversary of WWI.

On a lighter note, she is finishing illustrations for her latest children's book, dedicated to her new, grand-daughter. A picture book for ages three to six, Carly's Summer in Chatham, is the story of a three year old 's magical summer.

Francoise is also the author and/or illustrator of, King Didi the Eighth, The Comeuppance of Emile the Drummer, The Three-Wheeled Rocket, Six Brothers and a Witch, String Projects, The King Who Was Different, and The Building that Ran Away. Several of these received praise from Commonweal, Publisher's Weekly, The New York Times Book Review, Chicago Tribune, and The Library Journal.

You can contact Francoise by sending an email to:

francoiswebb@comcast.net

REMEMBRANCES

Copyright © by Francoise Webb 2012

 

Excerpt from "Descent into Darkness," February 1944

 

"It always began at night, with wailing sirens warning us of impending bombings. The mad scrambling before the black-out for robes, coats, warm socks and slippers as our multiple fears escalated. Together, holding flashlights, we rushed from our tenth floor nest to begin the long journey to safety in the cold, foreboding basement. The elevator, already busy, our descent into darkness began on foot, down the steep stairwell. But, we were not alone. With silent determination, our tall, persistent shadows accompanied us along the stone walls, floor after floor. They scared me. Each time we reached the next landing, I glanced back, hoping they would give up and disappear. They did not. At some point, arriving on a lower level, as we joined and waited for the elevator with other anxious tenants, only then did these menacing entities give up and abruptly vanish.

"Jammed inside the elevator, I huddled into the folds of my grandmother's blue robe to avoid looking at anything, pretending this was not happening. Passing by the lower landings, where frowning, impatient people stood waiting, the over-crowded elevator continued its downward journey. Murmured hostilities, angry comments, were heard as the burdened, sluggish elevator headed toward the basement, oblivious to the unhappiness it was causing. "

Postscript

     After meeting Elizabeth Moisan, chair, I joined this Writer's Group.  Since 2008, I have met on a weekly basis with talented, diversified writers, who are passionate about the adventure of writing. With them, through them, I have learned the invaluable art of "fine-tuning" the story, and much more.