Today I realized something that brought a smile to my face. The very first novel I ever wrote, way back in the eighties, THE BIGGER BOOK OF LYDIA, had a crucial journal in it, a survival manifesto. Lydia's journal was about not fading away, not disappearing. In FOUR SECRETS, Renata also has a journal and it helps her to survive in Juvie. They are both artists and they both survive the trauma of their situations via their precious journals. It felt like a kind of full circle, an accidental one. I felt happy about this coincidence all day.
And also a little nostalgic for the early days of my chosen profession, before the internet, a time of innocence, a time of confidence.
And also a little nostalgic for the early days of my chosen profession, before the internet, a time of innocence, a time of confidence.