I was sitting down discussing with my granddaughter how we’re going to approach what will become an author interview.
We were talking about how old I was when it was I first wrote a story, and what was that story about.
OK, that sent me back a long way into the distant past.
There was also a trick question; “What was the first story you read that put you on the path to wanting to become a writer”.
That was easy, Alistair Maclean’s HMS Ulysses. I showed her a copy of the book.
But, back to the main question.
Grandparents are old, I said, older than your parents, so that should give you some idea.
When did I start writing, that required a little thought, and there were several triggers that gave me a date, where we lived at the time, the fact I used my mother’s old portable typewriter, and the fact I had not been long out of school. I was, in fact, about 17, the wrong side of half a century ago.
What was it about; that I couldn’t tell her, but I said I had rescued a lot of old scribbling of mine and put them in a box to look at later when I had the time.
I guess that time had arrived.
And, yes, there was the book, the individually typed pages, some with corrections, unfinished.
The pages were brown with age.
The story, well, I read the first few pages, and it seems I’d started down the thriller path then, the story so far, an agent comes ashore from a trawler to a bleak and isolated village, perhaps on the Scottish coast,
The next question, understandably; “What was the first book you ever finished?” That was The Starburst Conspiracy, soon to be published on Amazon.
It also led to a few more discoveries, including a book I had forgotten I’d written. And all of the short stories I’d written when at University.
The interview is proceeding.
The memories it is bringing about my earliest forays into the world of writing are priceless.