Aggie Endersleigh
Today, I have something for you to read. It's a passage that I've decided to remove from my work-in-progress but I will use it in a future novel. This is still in first draft condition but I'd love to hear what you think and whether it creates the same emotions in the reader as it does in the writer (me). *** Aggie Endersleigh was dying. She wasn’t quite sure how old she was. She knew that the terrible magical explosion had taken place two days after her seventy fifth birthday but nobody would tell her how long ago that was. Some days it seemed that only a week or so had passed since then and on other days, when she caught sight of herself in a puddle or a window, she thought that decades must have gone by. Her grand-daughter had braided Aggie’s hair, finishing it with a tartan ribbon, and fastened her shoes for her. Such a good girl. There’d been cake and presents and lots of people laughing. Sometimes in her dreams she saw their faces but when she woke she could never...
Wow, you don't get much more inspired than that! Gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteLove the pics, Fi. I especially like the first one. It reminds me of something from my current WIP. Thanks for the inspiration.
ReplyDeleteThe gate in the first photo is magnificent. Where is it? I started imagining a story right away. :)
ReplyDeleteThe gate and the bridge are on the estate of Castle Howard, near York.
ReplyDeleteInteresting. I like the door in the empty room-
ReplyDeletelike a clean canvas.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE the bridge one. I want to lay in that grass and write.
ReplyDeleteI haven't been to Castle Howard yet, but I have seen an article on it in "Realm." Looks gorgeous. Thanks for the info.
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