This is difficult to explain, but I’ll try. This past weekend I popped over the pond to London. As to how or why will be disbursed among parts of this series of posts. I might or might not (or even may or may not) explain how an author could possibly afford such a pop-over. Today I will mention The Bloomsbury Hotel and the British Museum.
The Bloomsbury: according to my lame research, no less than twenty-five literary residents cast ghostly shadows on my hotel. My favorites include Virginia Wolfe, Charles Dickens, Charles Darwin, and me. I plan to go back and study their neighborhood in more detail.
The British Museum: I met my next novel’s object of plot and desire.
In Gray Lace (released in 2015) the object of desire filled a hollow hanging tree with gold, in August Snow ( hopefully released this November) the object is a painting by London’s JMW Turner. In Golden Leaf ( hopefully a 2017 release) the object to mysteriously disappear will be The Holy Thorn Reliquary. This is an elaborate and costly display case for the thorn from Our Savior’s Crown at Crucifixion.
Only loftiness for my objects of plot and desire.
My four days were fun, but not nearly
Enough!
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