I haven't been uploading my novel here, but I did upload an excerpt. I have a feeling it's going to be terribly long and it's led to me spending far too much time thinking in 1910s diction and getting confused over shall and will. Here's some kind of blurb, for anyone interested. Persephone (Penny) and Edgar have been sweethearts since childhood. Every summer Edgar's family removes to their summer home in the south west of England, very close to where Penny lives. It is 1916 when Edgar and Penny are both approaching 18, and Edgar is conscripted to serve in WWI. After a hasty engagement he leaves for his training and is soon in France, while Penny goes up to university to get her degree. Meanwhile Penny's brother Acky is killed in service, and Edgar's brother Baden is sent home injured and shellshocked. And that's all I'm going to say, partly because it gets too complicated, and partly because I haven't written much more than that. But the novel(s?) should cover Penny's life well into the 1920s.
50,000 words reached. Ambitions for the rest of the year? I want to get more reading done. Much, much more reading. There are so many books waiting for me. Oh lord. D. H. Lawrence has been calling me, and Hemingway, and F. Scott Fitzgerald, and I know I have some Gabriel Garcia Marquez and Michael Ondaatje to catch up with. I've been in a kind of reading drought for 8 years, and I'm thirsty. The more time I have to myself and the more time I can spend with books the more I can fantasise I will do a PhD one day. I also want to find more time to keep up my blogs, particularly the Route 66 one which has been much neglected. I want to keep crawling towards a less stressful, more peaceful way of life. We're getting there. Slowly.
So goodnight. God bless.