We returned to Denmark from Alaska in late September, following a short stop with my parents in England. I wrote The Starlighter on a train, in a plane, and at my late grandma’s kitchen table. Then, back home in the world’s crappiest apartment (the worst we ever lived in, anyway) I started editing.
The Starlighter (shameless link) has had a traumatic publishing history, with a lot of stops and starts, then flank speed! Followed by a all stop, dead stop.
It remains one of my favourite stories and I shed a tear or two on every reread!
Oh, and the photo? My desk during the dark Danish month of October!