I write fiction, so all of my books are spun from my imagination. But the threads I use to weave a story usually originate in a real event. Months and months of research help me to better grasp what it might have felt like to live through the event. Creating the narrator(s) to tell the story completes the transition from something in a history book to something intensely personal. It’s the tiny details, laundry drying in the sun on a rope clothesline, a drunken lamppost, a wooden fence scrubbed raw by decades of weather…details like that are what make a book feel true…and become true…at least in the reader’s mind.
Are any of your books true?