‘The Night Following’ is very interior; the events are, to a large degree, mental events.
I think there are spirits who are just too frail for the events life throws at them. Where do these people hide, and how do they survive?
My father was a psychiatrist, the medical director of a mental hospital in Scotland, and when I was a student, I took vacation jobs there as a nursing assistant. So I did get to see mental illness, but I don’t remember conversations about mental conditions. My father was a cheerful man with a robust attitude to such things.
I have patches of insomnia, and I’m fascinated by the otherness of the world at night. The stillness. Daytime preoccupations fall away, standards change, thoughts change. It’s a canvas for reinvention, I think.