What's the first experience you remember in your life of being fascinated by something from the past?
My father was a historian of the American West and we spent many of our vacations in California where I grew up visiting missions and mines. I never much liked the mines, but the best of the missions had displays of daily life as well as their beautiful buildings and I loved that. I had a major addiction to reading books with pioneers in them and the real life elements I witnessed on our family trips fed into that. How I ended up as an adult writer moving all the way back to the Bronze Age is another story entirely!