Some people have fantasy football. I have a fantasy writers’ group—writing sages who have touched me deeply and who I look to as mentors and models. I’ve never met any of these women in the flesh, but I have met their hearts and minds through the words they put down on paper, and each one inspires me in a unique way. Here they are:
- Dorothy Dunnett, the incomparable, creator of Francis Crawford of Lymond
- Rumer Godden, whose luminous In This House of Brede is one of my favorite books of all time
- Elizabeth Goudge, who wrote with shining grace of England past and present, the countryside, the houses, the families
- Angela Thirkell, wry and dry and funny and pointed, who makes me long to be a duke’s prosaic daughter
- Gladys Taber, countrywoman, animal lover, home cook and chronicler of wonderful Stillmeadow
- Julian of Norwich, fourteenth-century English anchoress and mystic, visionary and eternal optimist
A list like this is revealing—clearly I am a romantic, a bit of an Anglophile, a devotée of history and a lover of nature. If you could choose from every writer since the beginning of time, who would be in your imaginary writers’ group?




This is kind of weird, but Ernest Hemingway, Ursula Le Guin and Joan Didion.
Weird combinations are the best. What a fun dinner party that would make. I wonder what Ernest would make of Joan. Heh.
I love the idea of “fantasy writers group.” I’ll have to steal Ursula K. LeGuin from Lisa, and I’ll add: Margaret Atwood, Mary Renault, and George Saunders.
We can share Ursula!