Thanks, Kim! Ah, THE LIONESS. The novel was born in a movie theater. I emerged from a matinee in August 2019, squinting against the high summer sun, and thought to myself, "My God, I love movies. Why have I never written a Hollywood novel?”
When my books work, and heaven knows they do not always work, one of the emotions that keeps you turning the pages is dread. I know so many of my favorite novels, movies, and TV series live at the nexus of anxiety and fear.
Moreover, I tend to be writing novels these days that have multiple geographies, some that are romantic or (and this is an important distinction) romanticized. In the last ten years, I have set novels with scenes in Syria, Armenia, Italy, Manhattan, Dubai, Moscow, Sochi, Vietnam, 1662 Boston, 1864 Virginia, 2022 Las Vegas, and (yes) my beloved Vermont.
So, I wanted a venue in addition to Hollywood: where I could send a Hollywood entourage that would put them completely out of their element, and in deep and real danger? Who would rise to the challenge of survival and who would not? I knew this would be set in one of Hollywood’s big screen golden ages from my childhood, which meant it would be set during the Cold War.
And that led me to East Africa. I was originally thinking the book would be The Poisonwood Bible meets And Then There Were None. But now, thanks to Jordy’s Book Club, I view it more as Evelyn Hugo meets Jurassic Park.
And, yes, like most novelists, I am always thrilled when I have one of those epiphanies, those “ah-ha” moments when I have found what might be my next novel.