About the author

Fran Caldwell

<em>Born in London, my&nbsp;adult life has been spent equally between Toronto and Sydney. Offspring on three continents. My life is like a game of musical chairs.</em> <br>​​​​​​​ <br> "<em>Write what you know</em>", they once said. With so much fantasy fiction around, how can we? And what about fairy tales, and science fiction?&nbsp;&nbsp;Nobody can stop fiction&nbsp;writers from making&nbsp;up a bunch of things they've never experienced. It's this that makes writing such magic—the ability to conjure up anything, anyone, anywhere, whenever we&nbsp;want.<br>​​​​​​​&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Painting was always my other love, as you'll see by the variety of art at my website, and that competes with my need to&nbsp;write; one or the other&nbsp;gets me up each morning. I always find wonder in the written word&nbsp;and illustrative&nbsp;paintings, both mine and others, and I can't imagine a life without them.<br>​​​​​​​&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;My present novels (and a lot of my paintings) feature houses as major players.&nbsp;&nbsp;I still have several unexplored plot ideas that also will involve houses. A fifth novel has started talking to me, this one from a ruin of a cottage in England, I think. Houses are my&nbsp;inspiration. Perhaps, one day,&nbsp;fiction publishers will consider a “house” genre. I know there are others who have this same odd obsession.&nbsp; <br>​​​​​​​&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Whichever country, whatever house,&nbsp;recognized or ignored, I’ll continue to write and&nbsp;paint.&nbsp;And I'll try to pursue a life&nbsp;as green as a&nbsp;meadow after spring rain. <br> <br><br>