This is my first novel. VOGEL was such a pleasure to write; let me tell you how it came about.
I awoke at 3:00 am one morning in August of 2016 aware of three names, Eloise, Henry, and Hans. The names meant nothing to me, but somehow, I knew that I needed to write their stories.
I began with Eloise, recording what I saw and felt as faithfully as I could. I never knew what the next sentence would be, but as Eloise revealed herself to me, she painted an intimate portrait of her life and challenges.
I followed with Henry, who turned out to be a young slave in 1840 Georgia. I cried the whole time I wrote it, and the story is still in process.
As I was writing Henry, however, Hans intruded, urging me to write his story first. The images were so vivid, I finally relented, put Henry aside temporarily, and agreed to write the first scene. The first led to the second, and I was swept along to nearly 116,000 words.
I don’t know where the stories come from, but if you receive half of the joy in reading that I experienced in writing them, the whole enterprise will be mutually rewarding.
My wife, Suzanne, and I live in Rhode Island. Thank you, my darling, for your unwavering support and encouragement. We have five children and seven grandchildren - so far.