Immersed in domains of magic and adventure, I wondered how these story people tackled the great unknown. What did they feel at a given moment? Why did strangers choose to help or hinder them?
Like her heroines, Rumer Godden refused to be packaged as one kind of writer, and smother her spark. I decided to follow suit. I would dream crazy dreams.
I invented a couple of characters, stocked up on stationery and wrote every night. A few months later I submitted a completed manuscript. The rejection letter that followed was the nicest I ever received.