What inspired me to write my book Everything I see, feel, taste, hear and smell inspires me. I’m particularly “susceptible” to light and music. However, the decisive impulse for writing THE CONCEALED was somewhat sadder. I was at a funeral, it was November and bitterly cold. The graveyard was on a hill I climbed with many other mourners. As I looked around and watched the events, I suddenly had the first lines in my head. At first I wasn’t able to do much with it – I’d never intended to write a book – but the words burned in my…
I read. And quilt. A lot.