"I began to discover a way to expose the extraordinariness in ordinary things ... After that, it was as if Skellig had been waiting."
If you're haunted by Skellig or any of David Almond's tales, you'll want to read this interview with the author:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/2010/aug/21/david-almond-skellig-writing-books Did you know that he's written Mina's story, too, a sort of prequel to Skellig? It's available from Amazon.UK and I'm sorely tempted. Here's an excerpt:
There’s an empty notebook lying on the table in the moonlight. It’s been there for an age. I keep on saying that I’ll write a journal. So I’ll start right here, right now. I open the book and write the very first words: My name is Mina and I love the night. Then what shall I write? I can’t just write that this happened then this happened then this happened to boring infinitum. I’ll let my journal grow just like the mind does, just like a tree or a beast does, just like life does. Why should a book tell a tale in a dull straight line?