Growing up as a lonely kid in the Frozen North had one thing going for it, libraries! I was a frequent visitor in every library in every place we moved to.
I spent a lot of summers at my grandparents. They had an old house, with a large attic where I built my own little hiding place under the eves. It was a perfect spot to hide, and read. I found lots of old books and magazines, and I spent hours there reading them while listening to the rain. Many of the books in the attic were missing covers or pages, but it didn’t matter, I read them all, filled in the blanks and created my own worlds.
When I grew out of reading Anne of Green Gables, which I loved, I fell in love with mysteries. Agatha Christie was and is one of my absolute favorites. When I grow old, I’d love to be a Miss Marple 🙂 And then came all those fabulous British TV series, Morse, Taggart, Vera, DCI Banks, Rosemary and Thyme, Midsomer Murders, Poirot and Marple of course. It seems that the English countryside is a truly a lethal place, if TV is to be believed. And yet, when you visit the West Country (Devon and Cornwall), it’s awash with bucolic landscapes with fantastic gardens, moors with wild ponies and quirky villages.
I finally decided to publish one of my own stories, “Remember Me?”. Writing a book turned out to be so much fun, so I wrote a second one in the series, “Missing Alibi” too. And now I’m currently working on the next book in Faukon Abbey Mystery series, with working title “Well-Travelled Man”.