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This blog is just to record my experience of writing a story. That is something I have wanted to do all my life. I guess it is now or never.

I am just doing it for fun. I do not really intend to publish it. Mind you, I shall give that a try if I ever get it finished :).

The blog is only intended for me to keep a diary of my thoughts and for some of my close friends, especially those at the Richmond Writers' Circle (bless them for their patience).

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If you are, like me, attempting to write your first novel, please share the ups and downs.

Friday, 19 October 2012

Chapter 1 Scene 4.2

This is the second half of the scene I posted last.

It is here:

Chapter 1 Scene 4.2

Several thoughts come to mind as I think about this scene

Here is Kensington Gardens, I suppose on a day not unlike the one I describe. I used to play there when I was a child - little realising what traditions I was following.









A pair of Edwardian ladies. I like to think of mine dressed like this, Typically though women wore clothes more severe.












The statue of Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens is famous. His shadow is cast over my story a little.












For anyone who happens to read this who is not a Londoner, Kensington Gore is a real place. It is also, as it happens, slang for the fake blood used in the theatre.






Here is Kensington Gore dividing The Royal Albert Hall from the Gardens.








The traffic then though was nearly all horse drawn. (This is actually Brompton Road, not far from where my scene is set.





I don't suppose the real Albert Hall actually have an observatory in its roof. It should have though.








Here is a still from 'Finding Neverland'. It is Kate Winslett on a picnic in Kensington Gardens. This made me think a bit about the appearance of my Wendy.

Something I shall post about another time.

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