How did this work come about?

I have an odd love for serial killers and women get enough “credit” for their serial killings. That is, most female serial killers kill babies and old people. Then, I found Martha, and sure, Martha killed babies, her own babies, but her motives were unpredictable. I’ve been trying to write this novel for years, but I kept getting the voice wrong. Even this go round, but I’m pretty happy with what I have now.

What music would you pair with these excerpts?

I’d pair this with Mozart’s Requiem, of course.

Why is fiction necessary?

Because it is realer than real life.