Philip A. Oldfield
I get inspired from life’s experiences, from what I see and hear and from ideas that pop into my head when I wake sometimes in the early hours – much like a story’s concept did this morning at 0500 – I had in my mind’s eye a young woman standing at the bottom of some steps of a town house. She’s pensive, has a letter in her hand. She has a message to deliver, from the past. It’s now or never.
Conversely, the idea for the novella I finished recently, MY DREAM MOTHER, was inspired by an Australian friend who suggested I write a story involving the nicknames we have for one another.