a blog to record ideas and actual work on writing fiction: everything and anything that catches my fancy, this blog is my canvas-the actual work of writing, working book stored on my laptop, in journals and scrapbooks as I work on them

Friday, January 22, 2010

Foreign Exchange: the CSA Augusts world

Bookeeper and banker (silent backer)

Augusts best friend a furrier and couturier.

Alexandre's girlfriend.

Lewis. Rachel's brother.

Dark Dorrit:: Character introduction Temple- master (poison) Elixir mixer

The brothers Flintwinch choice method for murder: POISON.

Temple Grace Preston.
Temple Grace Preston lives as the cook in a house of prostitution. She works in the dark arts and is visited weekly by one or the other Flintwinch for special requests.
She has used her skills to keep her beauty and youth. Temple is Eighty-seven years old.

where she currently works as a cook

I meant to post this yesterday, but my actual writing is naturally pulling me away from the web.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Dark Dorrit: Millicent Veronica Clennam

Amy and Aurthur Clennam's daughter is named Millicent Veronica Clennam.

A new graveyard stand between her apartments and this part of the city.
The brothers Flintwinch owned this land. Now undead, they haunt it and live in the flagship Mausoleum built on the cheap for Mrs. Clennam as she prepared for her own death.
When Little Dorrit finished repairing the linens for the house she was set to work making her employers" final outfit".


Mrs. Clennam's Mausolem.
Jeremiah and Ephraim squat here.

They use her empty coffin to hold they money they make as hired murders.

Mrs. Clennam sat out the night. Her mansion crumbled from neglect  around them. She lay in Amy Dorrits embrace.
They hear Jeremaih screaming in terror as his brother attacks him in the ruined rubble.
His brother can be heard carrying his injured brother away in the night. 
She tells Little Dorrit her story, who cursed her to be among the living dead, who's reparation was in play.
Little Dorrit watched as the sun slowly rose, crossed the smoky courtyard until it's dim rays engulfed Mrs Clennam, turning her to dust. A warm breeze mixed the black sooty ash of her remains into the ruins of her house. 
RE: quick notes an images applied to today's writing.

CSA: Savannah

She is secretly repulsed by nature and its abundance.

CSA: Savannah Cotton

Her world is like this closet.
Light pretty, neat.
Still looking for a name...
Today I like Savannah.
Savannah Cotton

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Foreign Exchange: started writing

Money kept in a wooden box by both characters. After the war this is the most important thing to the country and it's patriotic citizens.

August has women after him. despite his dapper but rundown state of dress. Speculation and gossip about his fortune populate the air in his wake.

I am finding my sleep has left me as people start to take life in my head.
I love the period.
The old photos help.
Worked out three pages over the weekend centered on August and the first time he meets (Her).
(Her name is still blank)
Still looking for the voice and flow for this piece.
Still thinking about life in this time 3D.
Now my mind is working out how the world would be now if the South had been victorious and this continent was forever split.
What kind of life would these people founded?

C. Still portrait of August

C. Still portrait of  Her

She wears black, dark blue, blood red, and pale blue.
The dark in this painting against the blue capture her life.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Dark Dorrit: grave diggers Honor's place

Owns a new cemetery. Has swindled to get to this point in his life and it has given him a heavy heart, rough speech and deep mistrust of fate.
This is a photo pf him at twenty.
Hard life marking his body with prisoner's disfigurement.
Wants nothing but to be RICH.
More than that he desires love.
His cemetery  is the view from the top rooms of her apartment.
Honors apartment is above hers.

His current project is to copy this entrance so that his gravediggers cam bury the dead without disturbing society.