✏️ Isabella’s Sketchbook: A Guide to Monsterville’s Wild Things and Wonderlands
Tagged: Book Insights, Unbroken Legacy
The Origins of Monsterville
Monsterville wasn’t born in a lab, a castle, or even the depths of a mysterious cave. It began in my notebook—with scribbled creatures, strange lands, and wild imaginings drawn late at night beneath my covers. At first I did not mean to create a dimension. I was simply trying to make sense of the world, one sketch at a time.
What is Monsterville?
Before we dive in, here’s what you need to know about the world I imagined into being...
Imagination has power. And Monsterville, as it turns out, is a world still becoming—shaped by fear and love, belief and memory, shadow and light.
Some of the creatures you’ll meet in these pages came straight from my mind: the Gi-normo-rabbit, the Chewpacabra, the unforgettable Tyranno-Trumposaurus . Others, like the Diamond Troll and the Fauns, weren’t part of her drawings at all. They simply appeared, born from the living fabric of Monsterville itself.
The Role of Fear in Creation
Not all monsters were made on purpose.
Some slipped in through the side door—emerging from fear, shame, loneliness, or moments I didn’t fully understand. I wasn’t trying to summon the Beast. I wasn’t even thinking about it. But fear can draw shapes too. It can turn shadows into claws and worries into worlds.
That’s why this place is always changing. Why some monsters are playful... and others feel ancient, heavy, or sad. Because Monsterville doesn’t just respond to what I believe—it responds to what I carry.
A Living, Breathing World
You see, Monsterville is not fixed. It is an evolving dimension—growing and reshaping itself as the balance between love and fear within me shifts. That’s why not even she knows all the secrets hidden in its forests, castles, or bubbling bogs.
The Monster Queen? Unknowingly created when I told the monster under my bed to “go back to its mommy.”
The Beast? Not created at all—but awakened by fear, like a virus feeding on imagination and slipping between worlds.
This is your field guide—a glimpse into my sketchbook. It’s filled with monsters, landscapes, and whispers of the world I built (and continue to build) with my thoughts. These aren’t just drawings.
Each sketch, each scribbled note, came from a moment when I was trying to understand my feelings, my fears, and my wonder. What began as doodles became doorways. What started as imagination... became real.
Some pages are neat, some are messy. Some creatures are silly. And some—like Sweet Pea—defy explanation altogether.
Turn the page. Step into Monsterville. Just... mind the vines.
📓 From My Notebook...
A Living Breathing World
