That's right. Antarctica. Could there be a more unloveable setting? And yet, and yet: I am in love with Antarctica. And I hope when readers open these pages that they will fall in love with the frozen continent, too.
Here's a paragraph from the opening pages:
"Come to think of it, Uncle Victor gave me most of my ice books. Every birthday and Christmas. Books about The Ice and the North Pole; about Shackleton and Scott, Laurence Gould and Vivian Fuchs, Nansen and Barrents, Franklin and Peary; about penguins and polar bears, whales and seals and boreales... About Captain Lawrence Oates, the one they called "Titus." Uncle Victor understands how the whole idea creeps up on you like pack ice -- pressing in and pressing against your head, then crushing the hull and tumbling inside... if we ever did a project in school on Antarctica, I could shine. Like Mount Erebus in midsummer, I could shine, I could shine!"
So, writers... go out there an mine those obsessions for settings... even if they seem completely unloveable -- and SHINE. xo
|a Chinstrap Penguin interior spread by the amazing Anna Wadham!|