Nearly every novelist of the last half-century, at least, must have had moments of dreaming of a screen adaptation. (And, yes, nearly every one that was adapted was never as good as the book. Oh, well.)
As a critical aside, we’ve seen too many novels that were thinly disguised screenplays. Yet while my new novel was created as a purely literary effort, I’m impressed by great cinema.
If we had a movie version of What’s Left, who would you have play Cassia’s aunt Pia?
She’d have to project so many dimensions!
Cassia’s roots included inspiration like this.