From one legacy to the next, how my grief led me to create a city of the dead
Four years ago, I lost both of my grandfathers. They died within a month of each other. One suddenly and unexpectedly, the other slowly and because he wanted to go. Even before I lost them, I remember thinking that a day would come when I would regret all the questions I never asked them.
Driven half out of love for hearing their tales and half out of fear for what would one day be gone, I became the one in the family always listening to their stories. Despite my efforts, my memories are poor substitutes for what’s now lost and that I can never get back.
This week, I set the date for releasing my next novel, one that was born out of the loss of my grandfathers. Because I missed them so much, I created a world where the dead walk the streets and never leave us, where the past cannot be lost. My grief drove me to give my characters what I couldn’t give to myself – more time with those we love.
More than any other books I’ve written, this one affected me the most, mainly because of what it symbolises. It’s the embodiment of loss. Of the guilt I felt when they were gone. As proud as I am to have brought it into being, I will never not see it and feel sad about the stories my grandfathers told me that are already half forgotten. There is much I would give for the chance to go back and write down their stories, but at least they will always be a part of mine.
Want to know more about Sacaran Nights?
You can also pre-order your copy for the very reasonable sale price of 99p/c. The book is out on Oct 28th.
Driven half out of love for hearing their tales and half out of fear for what would one day be gone, I became the one in the family always listening to their stories. Despite my efforts, my memories are poor substitutes for what’s now lost and that I can never get back.
This week, I set the date for releasing my next novel, one that was born out of the loss of my grandfathers. Because I missed them so much, I created a world where the dead walk the streets and never leave us, where the past cannot be lost. My grief drove me to give my characters what I couldn’t give to myself – more time with those we love.
More than any other books I’ve written, this one affected me the most, mainly because of what it symbolises. It’s the embodiment of loss. Of the guilt I felt when they were gone. As proud as I am to have brought it into being, I will never not see it and feel sad about the stories my grandfathers told me that are already half forgotten. There is much I would give for the chance to go back and write down their stories, but at least they will always be a part of mine.
Want to know more about Sacaran Nights?
You can also pre-order your copy for the very reasonable sale price of 99p/c. The book is out on Oct 28th.
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