My grandparents sold this house when I was about seven years old. I haven't seen it for many years, but it was my favorite house when I was growing up.
Many writers, I think, synthesize fact and imagination when they create fictional settings. This house, then, became the very natural model for Robert Adams' childhood home in my novel "The Sun Singer."
I changed the color and the configuration of the rooms inside. I smoothed over the ceiling in the front room to conceal the water spot that resulted when--as a very young child--I wondered what would happen if I tried to flush a small toy down the toilet in an upstairs bathroom. I was too young to get in trouble, but I felt bad about it then and now. At any rate, the water was cleaned up before Robert and his parents moved in.
While the physical house underwent changes as it filtered through my imagination for the book, I kept its heart and soul. This was the house from which I went out into the world. It was a special place. I wanted Robert Adams to have the same special place and I wanted my readers to feel that they were there, too, in a home with a loving family, secrets and all.