SINGER LANE is a story that told itself to me. I had surgery a couple of years ago. I don't enjoy watching tv, so during my 17-day hospital stay, I decided to just lie back and tell myself a story. I was too weak to capture it in writing and when I recovered and went home I wondered if it would still be there and if I could ever access it again. It was! I sat here at my computer one early morning when all my good health and strength returned and tapped right back into Matthew Callahan, a recovering alcoholic, walking on a deserted and wind-swept beach on Cape Cod in early spring. From there, Matthew's story emerged. And so did the story of Jonas Singer a retired Princeton physics professor, his daughter, Nell, who cooked up copious amounts of chowder for Cape Cod seafood restaurants, and her daughter, Katie, a travel writer. And running parallel to their stories, is the tragedy Matthew Callahan stumbled upon in an abandoned cabin in the woods of Singer Lane where he found a journal dating back 150 years, a cast-aside fireplace poker, a bloodstained floor, and a skeleton tucked neatly into a bed. The story built to a climax that surprised even me and now that it's finished, I miss the characters I got to know and spend time with for about two years as the story was developing.
The book is published now and while readers are enjoying getting to know the characters, I'm still missing them. So I've decided to write a sequel that will move the story into the next generation. I'm just getting to know the new characters and I'm having fun reconnecting with some of those in SINGER LANE. I'm not sure yet where the next story will take me, but I'm looking forward to the adventure. <Enter The Home Page Content Here>