If I write that it was a cold day, you can be sure I know it was a cold day because Pepys told us.
I think crime writing is my link with trying to preserve a sort of order.
I realize that I had always in my heart of hearts planned to write a biography of Marie Antoinette.
Her imperturbable self-confidence (Duchesse de Maine) caused Madame de Stael to write that the Duchesse believed in herself the same way she believed in God, without explanation or discussion.
That is my major concern: writers who are in prison for writing.
I have no plans for a future Jemima Shore mystery, but would write one tomorrow if a good idea came to me.
