Longing, the Core of Every Story

Last week I mentioned that every story springs from the writer’s own longing. Even the most careful readers would find it impossible to assemble the facts of my life from my stories, but they would have little difficulty peering into my soul. The longing each story is built upon provides an exceedingly transparent window.

A mansion similar to the one in my hometown memories.

Some elements of my stories come from small, if once deeply felt, moments of longing. For instance, Erthly, the town wher...