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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).

If you have found your way here by accident, comments are welcome - especially the kind ones.

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

Saturday, 10 November 2012

Chapter 2 Scene 3.4

Recovery in the Kitchen. Eliza investigates the hearth

Chapter 2 Scene 3.4 link to Drive

More footage of Crowley and Boleskine - this time a little less frantic - here
BBC programme about Crowley and Boleskine


 This is an Edwardian kitchen. The one in this picture and the one in the next are, I suppose, close to what I envisaged for this scene - not exactly though.







I really think of the one my grandmother worked in. It was in the basement of a large house just off Kensington Gardens. There was a very long table (or so it seemed to me when I was small). There wasn't much activity in the house; only Colonel Mountenay lived there. My grandmother and another couple of elderly ladies sat round the table drinking tea most of the time. That is my memory. I particularly remember the servant bells like the ones in the picture below.

Here is my grandmother Sarah (She liked to be called Pollie by her friends - as in put the kettle on, she would say,) The place is Kensington Gardens, I think, with the Round Pond in the background. It is not far then from where she worked. The alien moonface in the pram is me.

At times like this you always wish you had better photos. I know that it is a bit out of place in this blog but, well - there you go.

By the way this picture would have been about 1950; Forty-five years after the events in my story. It is sixty - two years old so closer to then than now.



 I expect the hearth where Eliza found the charred scraps looked like this one.




Thursday, 8 November 2012

A fun app

I thought I'd share this fun app called 'I write like'. You copy and paste a chunk of story that you have written - say a few pages - and it tells you who it calculates you write like. It turns out that I write like Lewis Carroll. Which is a suppose about as good as I could hope for although I would have preferred George MacDonald Fraser (who I don't suppose they have).
Anyway that's all I know about it.  Good luck!

Link to 'I write like'

Tuesday, 6 November 2012

Chapter 2 Scene 3.3 (V1.0)

The ladies are surprised bt the madwoman

Chapter 2 Scene 3.3 (V1.0)

Another picture of Boleskine House. This is the front.






The house and surrounds.



I was hoping this picture of Mrs Rochester would give a clue as to what my madwoman looks like.


Sunday, 4 November 2012

Chapter 2 Scene 3.2

The ladies arrive at Boleskine House

Chapter 2 Scene 3.2

I agree with Alice. I was hoping for something a bit more Gothic too.

Here is  Boleskine House.  It is said that Crowley chose it for it's orientation after a long search. It is hard to believe that he had to go so far just for orientation, Someone on the internet said that he chose it because of the Loch Ness monster but that seems unlikely as there were, as far as I know, no reports of sightings back then. They came later.

Here is the layout of Boleskine House. I tried to heep the action at least plausible in terms of the reality of the location. As a general rule though, while I try to keep as close as I can to how things really were, when push comes to shove, the needs of the story come first.






This is a picture of a Crowley ritual. It is occult but not devil worship or black magic. Within the reality tunnel of the occult, Crowley was said to have been good at it. I'm not sure that this was taken at Boleskine House or in Italy where he owned a place subsequently.


There is quite a lot on Youtube about Crowley and Boleskine House. I haven't tried this before but here I hope will be a link to one of them.












Friday, 2 November 2012

Chapter 2 Scene 3.1

The ladies of the Kensington Gore Croquet Club travel by car to Boleskine House on the shores of Loch Ness

Chapter 2 Scene 5.1

Here is Loch Ness. Not a monster in sight - sorry.




Boleskine House on the shores of Loch Ness. It was bought by Aleister Crowley in 1899. This gave him the right to call himself Laird Of Boleskine, which I imagine he liked enormously. In the 1970s the house was bought by Jimmy Page of Led Zeppelin. Another family live there now who ask to be left alone by occultists and other nuisance visitors. Crowley is rumoured by some to have left a half raised spirit behind him.

We're used to seeing pictures of Crowley when he was relatively old. But, at the time of my story he was in his twenties still. (There are any number of pics of him I could use in this blog.  I think he liked the camera.









The Boleskine cemetery doesn't look quite as gothick as in my story. In fact I more had my mind on my local cemetery at Shacklegate Lane. Nevertheless there is reputed to be a secret tunnel from the graveyard to the House. It has never be found though. (To my knowledge, anyway)




When I I put into my story the spirit of a young girl what I had in mind was a sequence in the 1970s computer game 'The Colonel's Bequest' by the legendary Sierra Games. This pic though makes a good illustration.







For the madwoman I had in mind an actress I saw in Sydney playing a convicted murderess in 'The Art of Success'. Her only previous acting experience had been as Eeyore in Winnie the Pooh.  She was BRILLIANT!

Alas the Sydney production of this play was immediately after September 11, 2001, As a result the audience were outnumbered by the cast.  Anyway she is mt ide of what my madwoman looks like.  I couldn't find a pic of her so make do with these ones.














Tuesday, 30 October 2012

Chapter 2 Scene 2

A shooting party

Chapter 2 Scene 2




I couldn't find good pics of Edwardian shooting parties. These ones look more dreary than I would have hoped for for my ladies.

Inverness, by the way is here for anyone unsure about it's location.











This painting gives a bit more of an idea I suppose.









This a from a movie but I think it gives a picture of women's costumes quite well.

In the scene Alice says that Gweondolyn was taught to shoot by Annie Oakley (who has toured England at the end of the Nineteenth Century.  Of course Gwendolyn is exceedingly rich and this is not unlikely in any event, But I offer this quote from Wikipedia

"Throughout her career, it is believed that Oakley taught upwards of 15,000 women how to use a gun. Oakley believed strongly that it was crucial for women to learn how to use a gun, as not only a form of physical and mental exercise, but also to defend themselves.[10] She said:"I would like to see every woman know how to handle [firearms] as naturally as they know how to handle babies."!"










 On the right is the real Annie Oakley on the left is Gail Davis who was the TV Annie of my youth.


She came into my life most recently in the form of Jane Horrocks at the Young Vic. Not that it is relevant to my story but Horrocks was brilliant!!!







 And now for Gwendolyn's car which makes its first appearance in this scene. I think it looked something like this.









Lastly Colonel Mortimer Angel is in this scene. To me he still looks like this.








Sunday, 28 October 2012

Chapter 2 Scene 1.2

Eliza and Rassendyll continue their tete a tete.

Chapter 2 Scene 1.2.

I used up all my relevant pics on the last one.