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Name of fiction work? And were there other names you considered that you would like to share with us? The Last Collection – A Novel of Elsa Schiaparelli and Coco Chanel.
Where did you do most of your writing for this fiction work? And please describe in detail. And can you please include a photo? I like to work at home, since I use so many reference texts…a whole shelf of books that can’t be toted around unless I want to risk putting out my back. I have a home office with lots of windows, great light, and trees just outside my window so when I want to rest my eyes I can watch the squirrels attack the bird feeders. When I get stuck, though, I’ll go sit in a café and work, or if it’s warm enough, go to the park and work.
Why is this excerpt so emotional for you? And can you describe your own emotional experience of writing this specific excerpt? Going to a party, a ball, all dressed up and with people you love, is such an act of hope and joy, but in this case everything is about to go very wrong. Charlie and Ania and Lily are heading toward destruction, just like France is, and don’t yet know it. This passage, for me, is about that moment when everything you want is almost within reach and you’re warm with the joy and possibility of your life.
I was born in upstate New York, in a rolling countryside of lakes and small towns. After college, a year of backpacking through Europe and living a few years in Boston, I returned to this beautiful place to pursue what I had always known would be my life’s work: writing fiction. I can’t imagine my life without this work, without the joy of delving into that place in my head where stories take shape and then leap (well, sometimes crawl or limp!) onto the page. I live with my husband in a farmhouse that first sheltered a family before the Civil War, and in its nooks and crannies we have found report cards from the 1930’s, a former resident’s love letters from the end of World War II , and old photos from the nineteenth century, and books, books, books left behind by many generations. This is a house that loves stories!