Hello once more! This is a ridiculously early post, New York time. It’s before 5:30 am.
Ugh! It’s also called “jet lag.”
Yes, yes, it’s great to be back in the Catskills for a bit:
I wrote most of two novels here. Now you see why! ;-)
In a bit of a change, for the coming third book I decided to create a “working cover” early on. It’s just me “having a go.” I’ve messed around in recent days with some initial ideas.
In the first two volumes, I concentrated (unsurprisingly, I suppose) on three countries: the U.S., France, and Britain. However, I also made scattered references to Italy. I included the likes of “James” having an Italian aunt, “Isabelle” having been to a language school in Rome, “Giorgio” debating Italian girls with “Isabelle,” English “Natalie’s” younger cousin “Maddie” having studied in Florence, and “Valérie” loving Rome as a getaway destination.
I did that for two reasons. First, it’s really difficult not to be wowed by Italy. Millions of us visitors (perhaps you have been one too) are every year:
I’ve drafted how Distances ends. Yesterday, I wrote its last chapter. After I’d done so, I took a short Wiltshire walk:
I needed one because writing it upset me. I had to get away from my computer for a while. Which I’m sure you’re surprised to learn given this lighthearted excerpt?:
After getting ashes at church, I stopped in at a small supermarket. At the check-out, the woman cashier – in her late teens to early twenties, I guess – chatted with me briefly. Suddenly, she looked at me a bit strangely.
I’m glad a bunch of you liked yesterday’s post.
I’ve now about finished going through those 1990s 35mm photographs – sifting through them for any that might serve as cover art for the 3rd novel. Of course I won’t use nearly all of them: they may be good shots, but aren’t appropriate for the books. And sometimes I just plain can’t use them: that’s usually when they contain (non-public figures’) easily recognizable faces, and in a couple of instances that’s seriously frustrating stuff because I think they might work well. Ah, c’est la vie.
Regardless I converted a few into .jpg files. I figured just in case I do find I can use them, or even parts of them, I don’t have to go digging them up again later in the year. I thought I’d put up a few more today:
I don’t recall which unit that was. Look closely: there are women in it.
In scoping out potential cover photos for the 3rd book, I paused yesterday to have a dig through old 35mm prints. Remember those (if you’re old enough)? It was called F-I-L-M.
I’d almost forgotten about this one. I can’t believe this is now approaching nineteen years ago. Almost TWO decades!