I’m enjoying my way through the Sharpe’s books, and only wish there was some way to alter the laws of relativity so I could make the books laaaaaaast forever! With each book, I get a further glimpse into Sharpe’s past, his insecurity, (OK! his pathology- but we love him anyway!) and the events which made him who he is today. Since you don’t want book suggestions, I won’t suggest that you write a book about his childhood, perhaps even from before birth. I’m sure you could do it without revealing the tightly held secret of his father. I’d love to see him scamping in the streets, picking oakum, and being a general juvenile delinquent. The seamier side of London in that era is certainly colorful and fascinating. Maybe you could include in your books a few more tidbits from his tender(er) years so we can add to our vision of the boy. What a great anti-hero sort of hero you have created. Even when he’s miserable, he always keeps me smiling. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Paula Santirocco