This hasn't happened in the longest time. We're talking years and years.
A brand new story has said (yelled, loudly) 'write me'. In some ways it's a bit of a pain, as I need to add it to the queue now, and the queue is presently seven fiction and one non-fiction books long, plus a good half dozen manuscripts in need of editing...
But because this is a glimmer of a Brand New Story it is also exciting, an unexpected thrill.
I keep getting little glimpses of my story as I go about my day. Seen from the corner of my eye, I see this flash of gold, this tantalising gleam of 'something.'
I don't know a lot about the story.
But I know... the main character is a golden lioness of a women, a flapper with an amazing wardrobe (thank you Pinterest for all your inspiration!) and no patience for fools. (Is she inspired by Dorothy Sawyer's Harriet Vane... I didn't think about it until this very second... but maybe...) Whatever, her wardrobe is amazing. I am going to have so much fun with it.
She's also a librarian. It's entirely possible a body (or two) will be found in the book-lift. Which is the little lift used to move books between floors and which I have often been worried a body will roll out of when I'm on lock-up or first to arrive.
And... it's a steampunk world. So I get to have my Flappers and their amazing dresses but leave out the depression, and add all sorts of funky stuff.... Oh the fizz and fun of it!
I am determined there will be sky-pirates - a word and concept I only came across yesterday and immediately pounced upon and said Yes: there will be sky-pirates.
So... just a glimmering now... but such a lovely gleam of colourful, translucent, promising light.
A brand new story has said (yelled, loudly) 'write me'. In some ways it's a bit of a pain, as I need to add it to the queue now, and the queue is presently seven fiction and one non-fiction books long, plus a good half dozen manuscripts in need of editing...
But because this is a glimmer of a Brand New Story it is also exciting, an unexpected thrill.
I keep getting little glimpses of my story as I go about my day. Seen from the corner of my eye, I see this flash of gold, this tantalising gleam of 'something.'
I don't know a lot about the story.
But I know... the main character is a golden lioness of a women, a flapper with an amazing wardrobe (thank you Pinterest for all your inspiration!) and no patience for fools. (Is she inspired by Dorothy Sawyer's Harriet Vane... I didn't think about it until this very second... but maybe...) Whatever, her wardrobe is amazing. I am going to have so much fun with it.
She's also a librarian. It's entirely possible a body (or two) will be found in the book-lift. Which is the little lift used to move books between floors and which I have often been worried a body will roll out of when I'm on lock-up or first to arrive.
And... it's a steampunk world. So I get to have my Flappers and their amazing dresses but leave out the depression, and add all sorts of funky stuff.... Oh the fizz and fun of it!
I am determined there will be sky-pirates - a word and concept I only came across yesterday and immediately pounced upon and said Yes: there will be sky-pirates.
So... just a glimmering now... but such a lovely gleam of colourful, translucent, promising light.
