“That world felt and looked and smelled so different—dust and heat and hawks and ponderosa pine and juniper. We stayed in a tiny single-wide trailer that smelled heavily of heating oil, and when I went outside, there was the smell: spicy and cleansing. When you looked up, BOOM, the mountains were hanging over you in this kind of massive, unutterable beauty.”
Brian Juenemann interviews me on the sources of the novel for the Northwest Book Lovers website. Read the whole conversation here.