Slow Progress

I don't know - I think these stories are cursed. The past week has been painfully slow progress and now I've shot myself in the foot by buying some work of reference that should make the stories much richer and more relevant to the period. Reading is great fun but it aint writing and so I'm way behind. I have to get myself sorted out before Nanowrimo - it's only a month!

Eleventh Hour has grown a bit:
I've been making myself giggle which can be a good or bad thing. Not many people share my sense of humour. But I've had to revise my ideas of how long the story will be. At first I thought it might go to 25K but now I think it might be longer. I'll assume 50K and if it falls a bit short that will be a great relief to my beta [whoever is brave enough to step up and volunteer].

On a Lee Shore has grown a little too:
I think that might go to 100k and need cutting but that's okay. I just want to get it finished.

I would post snippets if I could figure out how to 'hide' them but I think having too much in a post makes the post look untidy.

OH!! And congratulations to Josephine Myles who's first novel "Barging In" is available now from Samhain! Love along the waterways of England. Super!

New WIP

I haven't done as much as I hoped I would today, but then I've had a lot of distractions, including reading a play script, betaing a short story for someone and doing household chores. It's good to feel as though one is of some use.

Tomorrow I'll be dismantling the pirate exhibition and preparing the walls and cases to put up the new one which is based on the book and film Resistance by Owen Sheers. It will try to show a little of the story of the Auxiliary Units - the people who were supposed to form the backbone of the British Resistance if, as was expected, Britain was invaded in 1940. Most of them were very young men in 'countryside' professions - farm labourers, hunt servants, vets - and almost all of them kept their involvement in this most covert of forces a deadly secret for the rest of their lives. It's rather telling that they were issued with supplies of morphine not to relieve the pain of wounded comrades but to silence them.

Anyhow, it'll be fun to see the bits and pieces that the film company have let us borrow but I reckon I'm going to be absolutely whacked by the end of tomorrow.

Is it just me?

Or is blogger a bit poorly at the moment? I've been trying to log into it for two days now and have only just managed it. It keeps telling me that my username doesn't exist or that my log in details are incorrect. Odd that.

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