About November Fox - Book 1. Following Joy

A Metaphysical Visionary Fable

A Journey for Curious Minds

A next-gen story that will be enjoyed by curious minds of all ages. Particularly suitable for those who like pondering the meaning of life, exploring various realities and tales of adventures through time and space.

Augmented Reality Magic

39 hand-drawn Augmented Reality images. Activated by downloading the Layar App and scanning the image with your device, this feature adds interactive visuals and audio that greatly enhance the reader’s experience.

Quirky Characters

A Rock Star; a London teacher and writer; The Architect from another dimension; a telepathic, talking tree; a sensitive AI (Artificial Intelligence) from the future, an obsessive, flying miniature elephant, a shadowy nemesis and more.

Mind-bending Story

A contemporary quest to unlock the secrets of the cube through eclipsing realities; time travel; inter-dimensional travel; facing the past; following dreams; finding purpose and waking up to the present. Things aren’t always as they seem, do we wake or do we dream?

Success on Kickstarter

Successful Kickstarter campaign in 2014, to produce the larger than A4, hardback, limited edition. With deep gratitude, E.E. Bertram thanks all of the wonderful people who supported its creation.

Genre Crossovers

Fantasy, science fiction, metaphysics, new adult, magical realism, visionary fiction, quest, time travel, philosophical, personal growth, new thought, law of attraction and fable.

Book Trailer

November Fox Videos

There is a bridge between worlds, only few can cross…

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"Things aren't always as they seem, do we wake or do we dream?"

An Overview

You will be irresistibly drawn into the extraordinary adventures of November Fox, orphaned rock star, as she finds the answers to life’s most confounding and compelling questions. November battles her personal demons through adventures that straddle identities and realities and finds her way through real and fantastical realms to a new awareness. Challenging situations, provocative theories and fantastic characters will tease you on. Expect the unexpected and to be confronted with other ways of thinking, seeing and being as the incredible becomes the credible and then back again, and time, place and characters take on new dimensions and realities. Effortlessly interwoven sub-plots subtly build behind the story, giving the tale depth and intrigue. The 39 augmented reality illustrations give this book a unique visual and audio element, adding to the many ways November Fox and her cast of real and bizarre characters will challenge you. There’s no question you will be left craving more. – By Lynne B. (2nd Edition Editor)

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THE STORY

November Fox has never even heard of other dimensions when a teleporting magical cube appears on her doorstep. With a hole in her heart and a cosmic identity yet to be discovered, the orphan rock star accepts an invitation to find the key within herself that will unlock the mysteries of form.

Little does she know, The Architect, from the race of philosophical beings who create our world of form, has been watching over her all her life.

Realities eclipse as we embark on a metaphysical “Alice in Wonderland” like adventure through time and space. November learns the necessity to harness the power of her mind and heart if she wishes to unlock the cube and escape the different levels of reality she continually finds herself within.

Grieving Erica, a teacher and writer from London, finds The Architect’s fascinating letter in a glass bottle washed ashore on Brighton Beach. Pages continue to magically appear as she, too, is compelled to follow November’s quest.

Realities eclipse as we embark on a metaphysical adventure through time and space. November learns that harnessing the power of her mind and heart is fundamental, if she wishes to unlock the cube and escape the sometimes sinister, sometimes wonderful dimensions into which she is propelled.

Combining elements inspired by the new thought movement, the law of attraction, magic, mysticism, wisdom and wonder, November learns that she can use the power of dreaming, imagination and positive thinking to remake herself and her world.

November Fox will be enjoyed by readers who liked wisdom-filled, visionary fiction fables like “The Alchemist,” the escapism of “Alice in Wonderland” or the Mind-bending nature of the movie “The Matrix.”

As an idiosyncratic fantasy/science fiction crossover, it is suitable for teens and adults alike.

It comes with 39 illustrations with an Augmented Reality technology feature, enabling readers to further expand their experience.

“Things aren’t always as they seem, do we wake or do we dream?”

http://www.novemberfox.com


Introduction

Things aren’t always as they seem, do we wake or do we dream? Are we dreaming life or living the dream? The answer may be we do both.

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A letter from me, to you.
The dawn is near.
How delightful. This being my first ever letter, I must apologise, as it may be on the long side as far as letters are concerned. My Father always said if you are going to do something, do it properly, or not at all. So please forgive me when I jumble my conversation. They call me The Architect. I am much more accustomed to construction and landscaping, which is worlds away from writing language on a page.
Although of late, I seem to be doing far more observing than designing. Never could I have imagined I would become an observer and a letter-writer. Funny thing, life; how it sneaks up on you like that. Your World of Form fascinates me so—curious, busy people, always doing, doing, doing.
I must admit that I tend to be the same myself, although in a different way, as you will come to witness. Perhaps you and I shared some things in common? (It is, of course, no coincidence that you found my message.) I sense that you have spent some tick-tocks, or at least a few moments, wondering who you are? What is this life all about? How did we get here? Where are we going? I myself can not give you any fixed answers to these questions, yet I can perhaps share with you another perspective on this wondrous ride we call life. My observations of one fascinating young lady—who you will soon know as November Fox—may also shed some light. In writing you this letter, I intend to show you a glimpse behind the curtain. This is a world not seen by anyone in your sphere, until now.

Introduction

Things aren’t always as they seem, do we wake or do we dream? Are we dreaming life or living the dream? The answer may be we do both.

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A letter from me, to you.
The dawn is near.
How delightful. This being my first ever letter, I must apologise, as it may be on the long side as far as letters are concerned. My Father always said if you are going to do something, do it properly, or not at all. So please forgive me when I jumble my conversation. They call me The Architect. I am much more accustomed to construction and landscaping, which is worlds away from writing language on a page.
Although of late, I seem to be doing far more observing than designing. Never could I have imagined I would become an observer and a letter-writer. Funny thing, life; how it sneaks up on you like that. Your World of Form fascinates me so—curious, busy people, always doing, doing, doing.
I must admit that I tend to be the same myself, although in a different way, as you will come to witness. Perhaps you and I shared some things in common? (It is, of course, no coincidence that you found my message.) I sense that you have spent some tick-tocks, or at least a few moments, wondering who you are? What is this life all about? How did we get here? Where are we going? I myself can not give you any fixed answers to these questions, yet I can perhaps share with you another perspective on this wondrous ride we call life. My observations of one fascinating young lady—who you will soon know as November Fox—may also shed some light. In writing you this letter, I intend to show you a glimpse behind the curtain. This is a world not seen by anyone in your sphere, until now.

Chapter 2

With sweaty palms and trembling hands, November stood for an extended moment staring at the message, somehow knowing her life was soon to change drastically. The last time she had such a strong intuition, was before she received a letter confirming she had a full scholarship to study music at BIM (The Brighton Institute of Music). She had only a few days to mentally prepare for a whole new life beyond the oppressive walls of Hartwall. The day she left, Honey jumped into the bus that collected November and sat on the seat next to her. She often remembers this parting, and how it seemed so natural for Honey to go with her. She has always had an unspoken understanding with Honey. It did, however, take some convincing before the bus driver would drive with a fox dog on board.
Anyway, I digress. After being invited to the music institute, her life changed in a big way. I was busy designing the Eiffel Tower at the time—beautiful creature, he is. Have you ever been to the top? You will understand my enthusiasm if you have. He was one of my favourite projects. I sincerely regret that I was unable to witness that period of November’s life first-hand. I only know it through viewing her memories of those early years.
In her first year at the school, she wrote a hit song entitled, Reset. As well as giving expression to her childhood pain, it made her an overnight star. And, although fame and fortune have since helped to comfort her inner longing, that black hole has yet to be filled and sealed.
Standing now, with the note in her hands, she sensed answers may be nearer than ever. She took the present and went upstairs to the bathroom, forgetting to do her regular morning ritual of eating fresh pineapple followed by her mindfulness meditation.
As November reached over to turn the bath water on, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She frowned, confused; she was already dressed for the day, apart from her bare feet. She couldn’t remember putting on her clothes. Maybe I fell asleep like this, tired after last night’s show? Time stretched as she glanced around the spotless bathroom, having no memory of the past evening. She looked back at the box and soon forgot about getting herself ready. As she lifted her hand to open the gift, the mood ring she wore on her right middle finger, caught her eye.
Instantly, her mind flooded with the memory of her first world tour, which was when her band manager, Hamish, had presented her with the ring as a gift.

Erica's Note

After reading this chapter, the train pulled into London Victoria. I left the carriage, carrying the bottle like a precious infant, entered the station, and found my trajectory amidst the 5 p.m. bustle of city legs and headed towards the circle line.
Both joy and sorrow swirled around my heart as November’s inner curse reminded me of my own weakness: a tendency to run away when things got tough. I thought about the ghosts that still chase me. We share that misery. I wondered how the past can still be with me, when now is now, a long time and halfway across the world from when and where my bad childhood experiences occurred.
Now with the loss of Steven, the fact was etched into my mind that space and time are deceptive. They seem like conduits that you can travel through, and away from people and places, but as my friend, Hans, says, “Wherever you go, there you are.” From the positive or the negative, escape is impossible. Old shadows can find us anywhere, and deep loves will be with us forever. I yearn for freedom from the ties that are holding me back. I somehow need to clean out my heart–but how?
Just when I was wondering if it might be time to stop running away from my life, another peculiar occurrence happened. A tall man in a jet-black suit stepped right in front of me and stopped me in my tracks. He seemed to come from nowhere.
“Excuse me,” he said in a deep, smooth tone as I glanced up into his brown, almond eyes. He paused, staring at the bottle in my arms. I found this curious, since he was the first person to take note of it, apart from me.

Chapter 21

November stood in another white space, amongst piles of geometric shapes. The familiar music played louder and closer. She shook her head, attempting to access a buried memory, trying to recall the source of the music. Nothing.
Joy’s blue squares were shining like sapphires, as was November’s ring.
“So, where are we off to now, Joy?” Understanding the process better now, November first wished to check on the landscape she would next explore.
Scanning the room, she spotted the picture on the back of a pile of levitating squares. The blocks perched on top of each other in a stack, yet with a magical space between each one and leaning like the Tower of Pisa. November easily made out the details of the futuristic scene. She wondered if it were the inside of a space ship.
“I hope you’re in there, Klaus.”
As she circled the peculiar tower in the room, each step made different sounds, all with a metallic ring.
“Noveeeember,” whispered a gentle voice, so quietly she struggled to hear it.
“November,” the voice sang again slightly more audible.
“Who are you, where are you?” November asked as she inspected the room for life forms, seeing nothing apart from the pile of big squares.
“Listen to the floor.”
November lay down and put one ear to the ground.
“That’s better. Hello,” said the whispery voice.

Chapter 27

After some while, alone at my cocoon, feeling sorry for myself, I returned to Lucitopia.
The closer I came, the more nervous I became. At first, I felt that I might collapse; my vulnerability was quite unsettling.
I flew up to a screen on the perimeter of Lucitopia.
November was standing on the edge of a shaking cube, surrounded by many other shaking cubes, in the middle of a sky earthquake.
The clouds below created a thick, white carpet
Giddiness swished through her body. She had no idea what lay below the veil beneath her, or how far it was to the ground. Perched on the narrow, jittery cube, she didn’t dare move a muscle.
November noticed the cubes below moving in an orderly yet unpredictable, pattern.
She had her loyal friend, Joy, in her hand, All of Joy’s sides were now complete, apart from one face that was flashing between yellow and black.
November widened her stance as the shaking cube under her feet, began to manoeuvre sideways.
She had a strong urge to jump and fly through the air, but she didn’t trust her intentional power enough to stop her from falling to her death.
The familiar music sang louder than ever, filling the whole space, yet the source remained elusive.
“Hellllllooooooo,” she called out. Her voice echoed, travelling through the sky in all directions, just like the melody.
“Is annnnnyyyooooone here?” Her call flew through the clouds, the floating boxes, and the air.
November glanced around, looking for ways to get off her levitating cube. The task appeared impossible. Paralysed, she didn’t have a plan of action.
Then, some of the clouds below parted, and for a moment she could make out what lay below. A vast ravine, gushing with waterfalls, surrounded a miniature city on an island. It was incredibly far away, and the amount of water churning was staggering. Light-headedness overcame her at such a grand vision, before the cloud cover quickly swallowed it up again.

Chapter 35

Would you like to know how I converted this letter for you? I mentioned earlier I am good with electronics. Well, I spent all morning in the moonshine today, building a Trans-Modal Deciphering Machine. I named him TMDM for short. Here is how he works. After I enter my information format, which I will not name since you have no word for it—simply call it my language—he takes it from my mode and encodes it into your tongue, so that you can understand it. He is quite a fancy beast, even if I say so myself. (Insert me smiling.)
The result is individual letters constructing words and forming sentences, which are all joined to create sections of this letter to you. If I had sent you this in my original language, you would not be able to read it, as you are missing the sensory organ needed to decipher it. You listen with your ears, you read with your eyes, you touch with your skin.
Now, try to imagine perceiving things in a whole new way. I am sure it is hard for you to conceive, as you have no concept or name for it yet. All I can say is that it is like all your sense organs receiving at the same time, yet with just one device. Anyway, my TMDM is a perfect translator until you develop such an organ, though I am not sure where you could fit it. Perhaps you will grow a horn on your forehead like a unicorn? That may be an appropriate place for it, like an antenna. (Insert me laughing.) Again I am off on a tangent. My apologies. Let us get back to November’s journey last night.

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Chapter Overviews + Augmented Reality

39 chapters, each with its own hand-drawn Augmented Reality illustration.

By downloading the Layar app, readers can scan the images to discover interactive 3D elements that enable viewing November Fox’s world from the perspective of The Architect. November Fox’s music and secret blog are also accessible through this method.

Chapter I

Chapter I

A New Day

Chapter V

Chapter V

Meeting Klaus

Chapter XX

Chapter XX

Mr. Now Tree

Chapter XXII

Chapter XXII

Laura X618

Chapter XXV

Chapter XXV

Klaus's Cake Heaven

Chapter XXXV

Chapter XXXV

The Geometric World of Achievement

Chapter XXXVIII

Chapter XXXVIII

The Limo Ride

Chapter XXXXIII

Chapter XXXXIII

Bed Time

Reader Messages

A few testimonials from readers

Sussex Living Magazine / UK

Sussex Living Magazine / UK

From the first page it pulls you in with the phrase that decorates the back cover, “Things aren’t always as they seem, do we wake or do we dream?...” and the reader is introduced to the mysterious Architect who is to become an integral part and narrator of November Fox. As well as providing the reader with a curious plot and interesting characters, author E.E. Bertram has created this book to have an augmented reality: an additional component to the book accessed using an app that you download onto your phone or table. Scanning the pictures that accompany the chapter then activates this. Using this method the reader discovers a beautiful animated video paired with the chapter that is described as ‘taking a critical look at current events’ and follows a mysterious figure on a journey towards ‘inner peace”. November Fox is a refreshing different book reminiscent of the curiosities of Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland. It is an interesting read and one that sticks in your head long after you’ve finished reading it.

Simon Woolven / UK

Wow, thank-you for a wonderful story, it really moved me and I cried at least 3 times. You have a clever way of mixing life lessons with laughter and sadness, I am glad to see that you plan further books in the series. I am missing her already! I love the soundtrack album as well! *Note this photo is not Simon. It is a placeholder image.

Simon Woolven / UK
Di Ebert / Australia

Di Ebert / Australia

'She paused for a moment as the mood in the room went quickly from a light-hearted cake break to being as deep and reflective as a moonlit lake at midnight.' This excerpt from the book describes this idiosyncratic fantasy chronicle perfectly. It's a journey through the fantastical and is not just escapist but reflects the real world though departing from it. On November's adventure, the reader gets to re-examine their conceptions of time and space and leave behind 'real world' mundanity. In that departure, we are shown that reality has more fantastical elements than first realised. November Fox is a stream of consciousness narrative which renders a flow of myriad impressions... visual, auditory, physical, associative and subliminal. The writer incorporates snatches of incoherent thought, and free association of ideas, images, and words to capture the total flow of their characters’ consciousness. A promising narrative with a truly innovative digital experience, one can look forward to the next in the series.

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About the Author

E.E. Bertram is an Visionary Fiction Author and Media creator - Metaphysical/Fantasy/Science Fiction

Author career and biography

E.E. Bertram (Esther Bertram) is an Author, Musician & Media Artist. Her dedication, creative mind, and technical skill set enable her to create innovative and original expressions, combining wisdom and fantasy, to assist her life’s mission – “To inspire wonder and growth.” After more than a decade of touring Europe and recording as a professional singer/songwriter and producer of electronic music, Esther has spent 5 years creating the media-fusion, metaphysical, fantasy, science fiction novel “November Fox.” The book incorporates Augmented Reality with a connected music project. This pioneering way of story telling is on the leading edge of what is possible when you combine technology with art.

Personal motivations & special thanks

As a creative artist, I like to inspire people to challenge their mental models of reality for the sake of growth and entertainment; to probe into the cosmic depths of existence, bring back my insights and express them in creative form. With a mother from Lapland/Finland and father from Melbourne/Australia, dualism has been in my genes from day one, and I have always felt best when balancing contrasting worlds; Organic/Inorganic, Acoustic/Digital, Adventurous/Reflective, Present/Escapist, Vegan/Indulgence etc. I've had lucid dreams since I was a child, so I've always enjoyed creating dreamscape realities and then applied the knowledge to manifest desired outcomes while I'm awake. The lessons I have learned and amazing experiences I have had, have been the prime inspiration in the creation of November Fox. I wanted an outlet to share what I have learned to hopefully help others, specifically the next generation, to create the realities of their dreams and find and achieve their purpose. Yet I'm too much of a dreamer and child at heart to write a normal self-help book, so I decided to put my discovered wisdom in the guise of a metaphysical, fantasy science fiction story. Technology then enables me to create layers within layers to aptly represent the depths of our own consciousness and take the fantasy world to new heights. I’m deeply grateful to all of the Kickstarter supporters, Limebizz AR Concepts and friends and family who have enabled November Fox to come to life. I also thank all of the readers willing to review the book on Amazon, as every review really helps and I read each one personally. It is my sincerest hope that November Fox finds the readers who will most enjoy its curious journey and I am looking forward to writing the rest of the series in the not too distant future.
With love and gratitude, E.E. Bertram