About the Writing of Gemma

People have asked me how I managed to get inside the mind of Hazen Wood, the thirty-six year old pedophile in my new novel Gemma? How I was able to make his thought process so realistic? Figure out what his motivations were? They want to know how it felt to write him. Was it hard for me, given my background with this type of predator?

The answer is a complex one. Yes, I had an enormous amount of resistance to writing anything from this man’s point of view, let alone, a novel where he is one of two principal characters. I don’t think I ever would have voluntarily chosen to spend even fifteen minutes of my adult life in his company.

The Hazen in my book first came into being in 1999. After Singing Songs was published by Dutton in 1994, I became severely blocked. The reaction from my family to the fact that I had not only written, but even worse, published my memories as a child was…to put it lightly…not pleased.

I hadn’t thought it through, realized how violent their rejection of me was going to be. I

figured since the rest of the world thought it was fiction, why would they care?

The writing that had once flowed out so happily, slammed shut. I staggered around for a couple of years, totally bereft, and then at some schmoozy party, somebody mentioned that they belonged to a writers group and was going into raptures about it. It seemed kind of dumb to me, the idea of sitting in a room with a bunch of people writing. I’d always enjoyed the quiet solitude of diving into the word on my own. But at this point, what did I have to lose? I was writing squat. I promptly joined, not one, but two writers groups, both meeting once a week to try to combat this blockage.

The exercise that brought Hazen about came to me around three years into my groups. We were instructed to write from the voice of the other. Someone the polar opposite of oneself. Male, if one was female, and visa versa. Someone whose mind, their way of thinking, you could never imagine understanding. We were to put ourselves into their shoes and write a piece from their point of

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