And so the novel finally sets sail, heading downriver from the Pool of London towards the open (and doubtless stormy) seas of invention. Okay, it's not the novel I thought it would be, and nor is it the story it might have been, but it's fresh and it's new. I have the format, I also have some of the leading characters and an opening scene. What I don't have is any real idea what will happen next.
"The barge ran downriver from Puddle Dock on the last of the ebbing tide, its cargo subdued as the sleet ripped across the river in short, vicious bursts. Lizzie McCabe had heard many tales of the Thames, but this was the first time she’d ventured out onto its fast flowing waters and she was far from happy."
The story will change of course, they always do. It will take me to places I've never been before and introduce me to people I neither know nor like, and people I will fall in love with. Yet every journey must have a beginning, and for Red Lizzie McCabe that moment has now arrived.
Less than 300 words so far, yet already I can feel the excitement and the fear resting heavy in my heart and my stomach. Now I must go and write whilst you keep an eye on my progress via http://twitter.com/ozthewriter
Chris (Oz).
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