I began writing All True Not a Lie In It when I was pregnant with my first child. I remember lying on the floor of my study, which was about to become the baby's room, trying to think of what I wanted to write next. An image from an old National Geographic swam up: Daniel Boone in black ink and swooping watercolour, holding his son's body in his arms. I remembered reading that article over and over as a kid, staring hard at the illustrations.
Eventually I got off the floor and got the library to dig up the magazine for me. Reading again about Boone's life grabbed me hard; poking around further, I was startled to realize nobody had written the novel I suddenly wanted to write. I couldn't believe my luck. There's plenty about Boone out there, of course, and has been since his own lifetime--and there's The Last of the Mohicans in print and on film, plus the 1960s TV show. I wanted to fill in the gaps with my imagined version of him. From inside.
It took me several years, and several complete drafts. I had the voice wrong--it had to be first person, which I fought. I had to let go of some of the spare historical record. I had to use myself as well as trying to conjure up a dead man--my children ended up in the novel (screaming). But now I hear his voice all the time.
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I'm the author of My Name is a Knife, All True Not a Lie In It, and The Old Familiar.