Many an obsesed fan who has tracked me down to my secret hidden mansion in the woods; Dromckeacker House, Mucross Road, Killarney, Left after the old church if you see the hotel youve gone too far. Has asked me, after the tour of the west wing (but before the luxtoury car part, the nerve!) where i get my inpiration from.
What a ludicrious question! It sadens me that they havent read my third biography in detail, where I describe my fourty two incarnations before my most recent and most sucsesful one.
Some would say my fourteenth life, where I was Sultan of the Ottoman Empire during the years 1324 to 1362 was my most sucsesful. I obviously dissagee, though I do conceed that my thirty fifth was quite fun untill my untimly death at the hands of a certain gentleman in the mists of London in 1888. Ah Jack... Such a troubled young man... Its nice to see that his new incarnation has gotten his act together and is the leader of a major world power.
I've said too much.
But yes! Inspiration, Well many of my novels are 're-hashings' or 're-imaginings'of events in my many, many attempts at finding Nirvana. Shamlessly re-phrased. Vigilant fans will of course remeber my fantasy novels in the 'Bottomen Empire' and my 'World War 1.5' series to name but a few. But in my latest book i decided to go agents teh norm and take the perspective of a police man. For this book would be no jaunt down memory lane, oh no! This would be my last, and perhaps greatest story I will ever tell...
