I like old things. This is probably the result of my childhood spent reading stories about the past—tales involving great big houses filled with history and character. These homes have culminated into my goal of one day living in my own Orchard House with my own special writing desk under an enormous window where I can write "little stories to send away to make friends for themselves" (in true Jo March fashion). I see this house—and this desk—in my dreams.
Until then, I sit at my kitchen table that is, unfortunately, not underneath a window and write about places and people I wish I knew. Most of my imagination and ideas I have in my head involve the past. I found inspiration for my first novel, The Number 7, while working in a Swedish antique shop. To me, there’s nothing more evocative than being surrounded by objects that other people have owned and used and loved. It’s why I’ve filled my home with old possessions. I need only look around me to discover my next tale.