To start, Andrew, it was all based on research, on published tomes, texts, journals, from
the mostly orthodox.
Problems arose in plotting.
You know as well as I do how many different theories there are about Tut and his family
(including yours as well as mine, too), I couldn’t base a novel that way. And besides I had
impressions just from studying books and photos of Akhenaten, Tut, etc., leaving all
So, here I was in the desert, with a few chapters started, but where do I go from there?
You should have seen the camp, Spring 2002. My van was my camper. My tent was my office,
with cardtable, portable manual typewriter, 2 crates of note files and books for
reference. Still have about 6 crates of notes I took over the years from research.
My friend Joe had camped next to me.
Then the birds showed up one morning. My friend and I were puzzled. The nearest water was
the Colorado River, 20 miles away. What were these water-birds doing in our tree? Four of
them. I sketched them, they are on —>my MUSES page.
figured out they were a heron of some kind.
But they looked just like the phoenix in AE figures. Showed them to Joe and he agreed.
They did look like the Egyptian phoenix.
And that night the story just started coming out of my head. I wrote it down by
candlelight just as fast as I could. I was so amazed.
Typed it up the next day, filled in what I remembered that I didn’t get down on paper the
night before. I was impressed. The birds were still there.
Next night, the rest of the story. and the end of the first book. the plot, the villain,
Typed it up. The birds were still there.
But the next day they were gone.
After checking and double-checking, found the plot was feasible and seemed to have chosen
certain theories, or rather ‘verified'(?), no, that’s not what I’m trying to say.
Anyway, what could I think except that they were magical beings sent to give me the
story? Perhaps they had to be ‘Muses”.