There’s something truly magical about the deep woods. Not just a cluster of trees in a botanical garden somewhere – but actual, ancient woodland that goes on and on. I’m partial – perhaps and of course – as my surname Van Der Walt means From The Woods (although it refers to the Frieswoud in the Northern Netherlands). And most probably my infatuation with the woods skipped a gen or two (or four or five). But as I step deeper into the woodlands, something visceral happens. A peace descends even as an energy rises. On a sunny day it’s as close to an ideal environment as I can imagine. On a misty day, it must have terrified the hell out of young Roman Legionnaires. Empires come and go, you see. The woods are forever.
Peter van der Walt is a fiction author, although you may find some non-fiction and the odd essay out there. Fans can find his newsletter, posts, updates and developments at petervanderwalt.com. Currently, he is hard at work on his next story. When not writing, he has far too many interests to reasonably keep up with. He lives with his partner in Devon, England.