I’m now fine-tuning my third novel, Of Gilded Flesh. It came about from a desire to write something Steampunk-esque, and romantic. It turned out more 18th Century Clockwork than Steampunk, and more of a tragedy than a romance.
It is the story of a renowned clockmaker who has a penchant and a talent for making fully working, mechanized body parts – hands, legs, and even hearts – and the women who love him. Especially his assistant, a young woman he rescued, damaged and near death, from a rocky hillside. Their relationship sets in motion a series of events that changes both their lives in dire ways.