The idea led me into the research, which continues to give me more ideas for the story.

I don't write for publishers, certainly not for critics, and not for readers, But I am delighted that so many people have found my books enjoyable and want to continue to read them.

The other mammoths were as protective of the dying as they were of newborns, and they gathered around tying to make the fallen one get up. When all was over, they buried the dead ancestor under piles of dirt, grass, leaves, or snow. Mammoths were even known to bury other dead animals, including humans.

I started writing to please myself, a story I would like to read, and that is still true.

Illness and accidents were mysterious manifestations of the war of the spirits, fought on the battleground of the body.

Life sometimes gets in the way of writing.

I have heard Science Fiction and Fantasy referred to as the fiction of ideas, and I like that definition, but it's the mainstream public that chooses my books for the most part.