My new book, The Third Angel, is about to be published and I've been thinking about the angels in my own life. In the novel, there is the Angel of Life, the Angel of Death, and the Third Angel, the one who walks among us, often unnoticed, and changes our lives in ways we would have never imagined.
One of my first angels was the librarian in my school, Mrs. Inken -- the perfect name for a librarian and she was the perfect librarian. She let me take out as many books as I wanted -- she was very proper, but a rebel underneath, and she thought children should read as many books as they wanted. And that they should chose the books they wanted as well.
The ways in which Mrs. Inken would change my life were unclear at the time, but now, looking back on the way I would sneak into the library whenever possible, I realize she opened the first door that allowed me to become a writer.
In my novel, the main character Lucy Green is a twelve year-old girl who witness a terrible accident and spends the next four decades searching for a way to renew her faith. Only now that the book is finished is it clear to me that Lucy is the same age that I was when I became a serious reader. In a way, books saved both of us - Lucy and me. I still believe that is possible, that fiction can change us, open doors, help us through the darkest hours, remind us that love is always possible.
The Third Angel is also a book of secrets - the ones we keep from other people, and the ones we keep from ourselves.
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