Work in progress
I managed to get up surprisingly early considering I had a late night bender playing Warrior Knights and drinking whisky until way past 1 AM. After clearing up the debris of five blokes – empty bottles and discarded snack wrappers – I’ve got down to the current novel, The Black Lake. 51,000 words in and feeling the pace rapidly slowing as I wade through another tough part. This is a book I started writing middle of May after getting back from Malta – no plot map, just a seed idea and no pages of notes on characters. I just “got on with it”. Not my usual way of working. I’m having to craft the dread and depression of a character existing alone, hundreds of miles from anyway, stranded in a post-apocalyptic wilderness (on a remote island)… and strange and disturbing things are happening to him there. A mixture of Mythos horror and supernatural haunting. Hey-ho. Battling on with words I go.
I’ve got some wildly hand-scribbled notes I made yesterday morning as my current plot-map. Plan today is to work through this as much as possible then bail out with a rocket drive into town, do the harbour walk, sink into deep thought mode and park my bum in a cafe to write down more notes. Repeat and continue.
The Black Lake. A post-apocalyptic ghost story. A consortium of private businesses put together an expedition to a remote Scottish island in the sub-Arctic. Five men leave Malta to undertake scientific observations of a strange and alien meteorological phenomenon that followed the event known as Yellow Dawn. It’s a story of escape, wonder and terror.