I’ve been trying to remember when I started taking note of global warming. My only clear recollection is sitting in Cineworld’s Glasgow Renfrew Street cinema watching a special showing of An Inconvenient Truth in 2006. Watching that was so emotionally powerful, I can still recall that I had an end of an aisle seat next to the stairs. One of the thoughts I was left with afterwards was, surely Jesus would speak out for environmental protection even while his church predominantly seemed to be silent?

At the tale end of 2018, I spent three productive months planning, researching, and writing 18,000 words (close to half) of the first draft of my next book. Little did I know that before January 2019 ended, I would be not be writing any more of it for 27 months.

When I began writing Lament Forgive, I designed a mock paperback cover for it. On the front, I put my name in capital letters at the top, an isolated image of a bird underneath, and the title and sub-title at the bottom.