I was in the first year of my BA, and it seemed as if I had read more in that year than I had in all the years before put together. One of the last books of the year in my English class was a slim volume called The Studhorse Man, by Robert Kroetsch. It was about a crazy old man named Hazard Lepage, whose adventure was set in Edmonton. EDMONTON? As Hazard crossed the High Level Bridge, I think I woke up to the possibility that I too could be a writer.
I write my Randy Craig mysteries deliberately set in Edmonton, using familiar locations and people, so that it may awaken the next set of writers who need to know that where we are is where writers grow, too. I hope students and recreational readers are out there, picking one up and finding their own eureka moments.