I’ve been having a little clear out, and keep finding random notebooks and bits of paper with various writings on that I’d long forgotten about!
On one sheet of paper I found a short, unedited paragraph that I think was supposed to make it into The Poisonwood Shadows – oops! Reading it back, it sounds very much like the dream I had which gave me the idea for the book, so it’s very possible that this was one of the very first bits of writing I did when I started the novel.
As it’s too late to put it in now, I thought I’d post it here as extra content for those who have been reading the book. Enjoy!
The night was starless after a day of blue sky. He watched on the roof of the city, holding his secret close. He reveled in his mystery, the enigma wrapped up in a storm.
Below, the cobbled streets were dark and wet, the few gaslights a comforting constant. He felt warm air, a breeze on the eve of war.
Biting his lip, he turned and dropped down to the pavement. It was time now…time to run.
I know it’s a bit vague and mysterious, but also very nice to unearth some of the work I did years ago and be able to see now what it has grown into
I am working hard on my second novel right now and also planning more promo stuff for The Poisonwood Shadows. As well as all that, I have spent some time doing editing work for Almond Press, so it’s all go at the moment, though I wouldn’t have it any other way!