Suddenly, she said, “it felt decidedly passé. The story had been percolating for a year she’d written 20,000 words. Maybe on a long walk, or maybe while she was sitting on her new veranda, Morton realized that she’d lost touch with the “living, breathing soul” of her novel in progress, which took place in Europe during World War II. Eliot poem, about the still point of the turning world. I kept thinking of the line from the T.S. “The world felt like it was disintegrating around us,” Morton recalled. With her husband and children, who were 16, 13 and 6 years old, she embarked on a surreal 24-hour journey from “the gray, grim late winter of London” to the “bright, parched late summer of Australia.” The family hunkered down on a remote farm in the southern part of the country. We’ll see everybody and we’ll come back in the summer when the pandemic’s over,’” Morton said. Schools went remote, flights were canceled and the gears of regular life were grinding to a halt.
Morton was looking forward to spending Easter in Australia, where she grew up. (“I’m a huge fan of Victorian bricks!” she said in a phone interview.) The story behind “Homecoming,” Kate Morton’s seventh novel, begins like so many modern tales of change and reinvention: It was March 2020, and the author of “The Clockmaker’s Daughter” and “The Lake House” was living in the Hampstead neighborhood of London, working on a new book from an office that had a view of a brick wall.
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