The patient has a story that isn’t told and which no one knows of. It is the secret, the rock against which he is shattered.
I worked on this psychosocial novel about the nature of madness for 12 years. It took that long to craft a story that penetrated to the heart of something important I wanted to explore. But it started out as something much simpler, and lighter in tone. Which was inevitable given that I was a less mature writer back then, lacking the confidence to tackle a big subject or the skills to do such an ambitious story justice. I hope I have accomplished that now.