Following the unexplained disappeared of her parents, and in a last ditch attempt to save the antique store she has inherited from financial ruin, Sarah Lester takes on a deceased estate. Amongst the estate is a collection of fifteen vintage postcards.
Sarah is unprepared for what these postcards hint at about their reclusive former owner, and soon they complicate her life in unimaginable ways.
Traversing three continents and two centuries, where tiger hunts and ruby necklaces are irrevocably entwined with murders and mysteries, auction houses and antiquities, Sarah is drawn into the enigma that could solve her parents’ disappearance.
Targeted Age Group:: 25-65
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
During a quiet day at the antique store where I work, a literal Aladdin’s Cave, I started thinking about the antiques in the shop. At some point in their lives, everything in the shop was once loved, and desired, by someone. What journey lead them to my shop? At what point did they stop being decorative or useful? And I realised, everything in the shop had its own story. I might not know what that story is, but I could imagine one. And so I did. A year and a half later I had my first novel, ‘Fifteen Postcards’.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
The lead character, Sarah Lester, is loosely based on myself. Loosely. My father died nine years ago, and my brother and I took over the family business, hence the ‘disappearance’ of the lead characters parents. Isn’t it everyone’s dream that someone they thought was dead might actually one day walk back through the door? The other characters then developed from there, I gave them the names of friends, and some of their attributes, which made it much easier to write when I had a personality in mind, or even their real job. The villains were a mash up of some of the less desirable people I’ve met in my life, except somewhat larger than life.
‘We ain’t lighting a fire with those army boys wandering around. They’d sniff it out in minutes. She can eat some of them grubs like we’re going to. Eat them or starve.’
‘I’m quite happy to eat whatever is going,’ she replied bravely, like a contestant on Fear Factor.
Seth nodded, and with his sock-clad foot he rolled a piece of broken-off log towards her.
‘Your dinner is in there.’
Turning away, he busied himself with a pocket knife and a piece of wood, whittling away at some whimsey.
She was at a complete loss as to what to do with the hunk of rotting wood resting at her feet. Isaac left off his ministrations with the fern fronds and settled down next to Sarah, He peeled back the bark and Sarah choked back the vomit welling up. For there, in the bowels of the log, were dozens of wriggling white grubs, each about three inches long. Isaac picked one up, held Sarah’s eyes as he paused, then popped it into his mouth, chewing slowly, as if he were savouring some Michelin-starred chef’s favourite dish.
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