Those recruited were often told they had been chosen to form a parachute unit. This was only half a lie. Indeed, the secrecy of the mission was so vital that the windows of the trains were blacked out so they didn’t know where they were going until they got there. They were, however, parachuting within 48 hours of arriving at the fort.
One of the best things is being able to be used as a vessel for something to be said. For writer’s that is the reality. We’ve flirted with Fiction in one way or another, and then she grasped us and said, “I have something to say through you.” And what do we have to say other than, “Here am I”?
If you’re traveling somewhere do you want to be looking at a vast area of nothingness for long periods of time? Or do you want to see a landscape rich in color and terrain? It’s the same in writing.
For myself, I used to think mental illness was linked with serial killers, so the very notion that I might have mental issues was absurd. I’m not a serial killer. My search history might disagree, but I’m a writer.