The Hound of Heaven caught me in 2003. Forget that I was a cradle Catholic and then a nun--and then nothing, or everything, or just winging it for the next 20 years.
I'm a writer of religious horror. Yes, there is such a thing! My agent is shopping my fiorst manuscript around while I write a very different one--about an ex-nun Private Eye. Everyone stop laughing! You never heard the truism, "write what you know"?