The first four books I ever published were original fiction, all of them based on Northern European mythology. Three of them make up a trilogy, which I have come to refer to as the Vidarsaga. It starts with The Hammer and The Horn, continues with The Seekers and The Sword, and comes to a conclusion in The Fortress and The Fire. I wrote the first book while working a full-time magazine job. Having determined I wasn’t going to stay with the magazine in any case, I spent most of my time in the company bathroom writing longhand on a lined yellow pad until I had enough pages for a novel.
Eventually, my bosses at the magazine realized I wasn’t doing any work and demoted me. I kept on writing in the bathroom because by then I had been asked by my book editor to produce a sequel. A few months later, I was asked to leave the magazine, but I was okay with that because the sequel was finished. Since I had already cannibalized my job for the sake of my fledgling publishing career, looking for new employment didn’t seem to make much sense.
Like it or not–and I came to like it a lot in the decades that followed–I was now a full-time freelance writer.