A few days after his arrival in Vermont I received the first letter from him.
The following summarization is from memory but a reasonably accurate account.
Apparently his journey was abysmal. His description of the
experience was punctuated with dark, dramatic adjectives such as tortuous and
insufferable; referring to the roads as cow paths set in the unkempt gardens of Vlad Dracul.
“At least’ he wrote, ‘you will be pleased to know this adventure has inspired a
setting for the next book, a real book this time and a title, the sleepers."
I considered the letter to be an exaggeration of his hardships as he seemed to be in
good spirits even joking that he knew I must have searched long and hard to find
a real haunted house to serve as his muse. Frankly, I hadn’t expected this
encouraging turn of events so soon but seized the opportunity and wrote asking
for a synopsis of the story and what he meant when he wrote about the house
being haunted. Whatever the case might have been, it seemed to me that if
York believed he was playing host to uninvited guests then all the better
for Shadow Publishing.