In the beginning…
I started writing the York ghost story last night… finally! I’m not entirely convinced by the tone yet and it’s a bit cliched but I’m happy I’ve started. The characters are taking shape and I have an idea of where the story is heading. It feels so good to write fiction again but I need to work at 3rd person storytelling. My voice is all really passive… and then I go to bed and read Terry Pratchet who is a master. At some point today I’m going to sit down and write in here exactly what it is that I know I need help doing. This is something that has played on the edges of my mind since I started taking writing seriously. I’m not 100% sure how to articulate it but I’ll give it my best shot. I have 5 classes and an observation today, plus lots of marking but Sam is off poorly (so Kel is at home) so I might stay for longer this afternoon. It was -7 this morning. The car was frozen solid and Charli had to let me out at her school because the handle wouldn’t work in the cold.
I wrote that word emphatically because I first had the idea for this story nearly twenty years ago! In my next diary entry, I’ll write about that. But for now, I actually have a record of when I started writing this book… Sunday, January 30, 2019, in Richmond, North Yorkshire… and apparently I stayed behind at work on Monday to write a little more 😀