My Paris when it sizzles Pinboard, which I set up as I was collecting period photos to document my story A Spider with Barbed-Wire Legs1, has grown to over 1000 black and white photos of Paris.
So here’s the sort of thing I’d love to do, and you might like to try yourself – why not pick 5 of these photos at random, and use them to build a story?
Might be fun.
And I’ve another story in the can.
It’s called Empty Places in the Dark, and it’s a (maybe not so) supernatural horror story for a forthcoming anthology (contract signed, now it all depends on the editor).
Six-thousand odd words, nice and smooth.
The story – that underwent some massive rewrites in the last two days – is set in my hometown of Turin, and features a great female lead (if I do say so myself).
Also, the whole set-up is so intriguing (ditto), that I’d really love to explore it further with more stories, or maybe developing the short into a full-fledged novel.
Who knows.
Anyway, another story finished.
I’m getting good at this sort of stuff.
On with the next (but maybe not today).
I know, I know… I keep writing about how fun it is to do research when I write.
You’ll have to bear with me – I trained as a researcher, after all, and therefore it is only logical that I enjoy that part of the work.
Right now, I’m writing the second (OK, it would be actually the third, but let’s not get into that) Corsair story, and first and foremost it feels like learning a new language. Continue reading
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