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Linda Cardillo

Linda Cardillo

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As a child, Thursdays were my favourite day because that’s when the Bookmobile came to my school. It was in the Bookmobile that I discovered my earliest favourite books: The Secret Garden, Little Women, and the Anne of Green Gables series. When I was twelve, I won a dictionary from the library as a prize for an essay I wrote about books being a magic carpet that took me anywhere I wanted to go. I knew I wanted to be a writer by the time I was in 6th grade. In high school, I confided my passion for writing in a letter to John Knowles, the author of A Separate Peace. He wrote me back, encouraging me to continue writing – a message that I cherished for years. As a student at Tufts University, I began to write short stories and started to keep a journal – a discipline instilled in me by my advisor and teacher, Jesper Rosenmeier, a Danish scholar of American literature who introduced me to Jonathan Edwards, Emerson, Thoreau, Melville, Hawthorne, Whitman and Faulkner.

Although I held in my heart the dream of writing the Great American Novel, I was also brought up to know that I had to be 'practical' and make a living. I wrote insurance policies and worked with mentally disabled children until I found a job as a secretary in the college division of a venerable Boston publishing house (barely passing the typing test). Within a year I had moved into an editorial position, and began supervising the editing and production of college textbooks in the sciences and social sciences. Although it still wasn’t the Great American Novel, I got to immerse myself in American intellectual and social history.

I left publishing to attend Harvard Business School, where I learned how to think on my feet, develop a marketing plan and write comedy for the annual B-School student musical, in which I performed in a platinum blonde wig while seven months pregnant. After earning my MBA, getting divorced and giving birth, I became circulation manager of a new magazine and got a crash course in magazine marketing. Unfortunately, I also crashed head-on into my boss and got fired a year after the magazine’s launch. Around this time I got an invitation to my tenth college reunion, signed up to attend and fell in love with a man I hadn’t seen since freshman year. One Sunday, on an excursion to a children’s zoo my son got carsick and threw up. This wonderful man calmly got him out of the car, cleaned him up and took him for a walk in the fresh air, and I knew I had a keeper.

We married, bought a house in the hills of central New Jersey and began to build a life together. I found work in Manhattan, writing on marketing and corporate policy for a business think tank for several years, and then moved to Germany – my husband’s birthplace – with my family. While living in Europe, I received an unexpected gift in the form of a cache of my grandparents’ love letters, that became the seeds for my first novel, Dancing on Sunday Afternoons.

I’ve been married for thirty years to the aforementioned 'keeper' who's a brilliant scientist and sailor. I’m also mother to three children of whom I am enormously proud. I love to cook and am happiest when the twelve chairs around my dining room table are filled with people enjoying my food. I speak four languages, some better than others. I play the piano every night – sometimes by myself and sometimes in an improvisational duet with my youngest son. I do The New York Times Sunday crossword puzzle in ink, a practice I learned from my mother, who also passed on to me her love of opera, which filled my home when I was a child. I once climbed Mt. Kenya and have very curly hair.