A. E. Walnofer

My mom has an audio tape of three-and-a-half-year-old me telling a story that I made up. I'm pleased to say that the tale actually makes sense.

I'm fascinated with the fact that people have been "only human" throughout time. One thousand years ago, some woman in present-day France was embarrassed about the size of her feet. Two hundred years ago, a teenage boy in present-day Japan celebrated that he was chosen to attend a prestigious school far from his home. In the early 1800s in England, I'm sure there were plenty of wealthy young men who had horrible mothers, and a lot of highly intelligent young women who were forced into servitude just to survive. Years ago, I started to think about two such characters living in the same palatial home and what their interactions might be like, and what they might evolve into over time.