To The Wilderness I Wander

The hut on the edge of forever

In 2013, when I was completing Daughter of Blood, a friend gave me the use of her fishing hut, a very generous gift since it gave me writing time away from the everyday interruptions of “life, the universe, and everything”.  (Including the interwebs, which provide the Great Distraction of our age, from email and search engines to every version of social media imaginable — spot the Luddite!