Friday, 30 November 2012

Now I shall begin...

Once upon a time there was a young Policeman, who walked the streets of Leicester during the mid 1970s.

He wandered around, taking in the old and the new, but it was the old that fascinated him the most, particularly the Victorian bits!

So, he started to imagine what it would have been like to have been a young Policeman in Leicester in the 1840s...

As he got older, he worked out that he could develop some of those thoughts and ideas and turn them into novels...

The novels would also paint a picture of just what a different place 19th Century Leicester really was...with an emerging Industrial modern town...full of poverty, lacking in social basics such as clean water, sanitation, and good medical facilities...and full of people trying to go about their lives, either legally and morally, or by whatever means could earn them a crust...

And that is where my first novel starts...Leicester of 1851...and it is a heady mix of murder, corruption and depravity.

Watch this space for more information as it becomes available.

Those voices in my head...

The voices inside my head have finally started, once again. I have been struggling with how to adapt the work I have already under...