I’m lost in the English Civil War. Okay, so I’m English and I knew we had a Civil War. I knew it had something to do with Roundheads and Cavaliers and some king who was a right Charlie, but beyond that it happened a long time ago, and it never really interested me.
Yet, here today I’ve been doing a bit of research for my next novel. Why, you might ask. Well, because I like to be different. If Joan and Dave are going to have to investigate something it might as well be completely off the wall.
Without giving too much of the new plot away, I needed to create a setting. The Funeral Birds, my crime novella which introduces my three main characters in this new book, didn’t really have a setting. I just gave places generic names.
I hope this novel will be the first of many, so I felt it’s important that I gave my characters a real place, though it’s still fictional. I’ve joined up the names of the village where I live with its neighbour to create the name of the market town where Joan and Dave live.
Granny Wenlock isn’t pleased with me. A guy called, Mr Hopkins really ticked her off with his godly zeal and his nasty attitude towards women.
As I carefully put together my plot, I’m trying to create a timeline as I build Granny Wenlock’s background. Lucky for me where I live and the nearby city has some interesting connections to some historical events that will tie in nicely to my fictional story.
The story for my new novel crosses two timelines as Joan and Dave uncover the past with Granny Wenlock’s tale and what leads up to her death.
I was unaware that by the spring of 1645 the English civil war had exacted a terrible toll upon my country. Disease was rife, apocalyptic omens appeared in the skies, and idolaters were detected in every village. It was a brutal time and superstition was everywhere.
So with all that in mind I’ve started to build up a fascinating plotline, and can’t wait to draw up the synopsis first.
Have a wonderful week and I will catch up with you again soon. Much love and Peace.