I was born in a house that no longer exists, in a part of London called World’s End, to a Portuguese father and English mother.
A large part of my school years was spent curled up on a green velvet window seat at the far end of the Gryphon Library in a mini-Hogwarts near the river Thames, reading everything I could get my hands on and not studying very much at all.
Some years, a marriage, two children, and a lot of international travel later, I now write from a tiny cottage in rural Virginia, where the pastor still drops in for tea, my neighbors randomly leave fruit and vegetables at my door, and the night sky is full of stars.
- University of the Arts, London
- Yale Writers’ Conference
- Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators
- International Society for the Study of Time
- Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America
- Historical Novel Society
Favourite Place to Write:
The kind of library where the ghosts of writers past still linger. If I’m too far away to visit one, writing to the ambient sounds of purpose and creation in Bodley’s Library is a helpful substitute.