Well, that headline could refer to the emerging results of the US election, or to what happens after December 2nd in the UK when Lockdown is supposed to end. In fact, as I said yesterday, I’ve finished the ‘Katie and Greg’ story that I’ve been working on these past few weeks and I don’t have a clue as to what I’ll do next.
For now, I’ve put my current tale into quarantine for two weeks or so before I read it again, correct any obvious errors and see whether the story, as told, still makes sense.
My daughter is reading my Sixty Years story, so in a few days, I may need to spend some time sorting out any problems that she finds. However, no new writing ideas have popped into my mind to inspire me.
Perhaps this is an opportunity to revisit two earlier stories. The Persephone novel really needs a good looking-at. Even I now see that I got carried away. It was my first stab at creative writing, and I’d wanted to write about something that I was familiar with: I certainly wanted to avoid trying to describe anything that I know nothing about. So I concentrated on photography and hill-walking, local government and systems plus a smidgen of religion.
The storyline, I still believe, was sound but the story-telling didn’t work well. There was too much about photographic technique which would have been boring to the general reader. There were too many Welsh place names that would have been unreadable to anyone unfamiliar with the area. I could probably re-write that story, leaving out those elements or, at least, replacing technical material and unpronounceable names with descriptions that didn’t get in the way of an enjoyable read. That type of detail probably didn’t add much worth saying to the plot-line anyway.
My second story, ‘A New Tangled Tango’, never even made it to the proof-reading stage. My wife banned it because anyone who knows us would recognise either us or them. I’d done my best to avoid that, but it wasn’t worth an argument. However, because so much of the story related to personal experience of sequence-dancing with a sidebar of religion, the story would have to be rewritten from scratch with a different plot and setting. I just haven’t made up my mind which of the above two stories to start on first.
I won’t post my fireworks photos until tomorrow. The photograph today, another from my 2019 Liverpool River of Light collection, shows an installation of larger-than-life animated figures which had been illuminated in sequence. The figure begins at the left at starting-blocks, then running, jumping across a bridge, and then somersaulting before standing, triumphant – torch in hand. I took the shot from The Strand, looking across the Salthouse Dock towards the bridge. Between the two buildings where the figures perform, the Colonnades can be seen across the Albert Dock itself. In the foreground you can see the illuminated blue top of a moored barge.
I took the shot with my Pentax K-1, 36 MP full-format camera, tripod-mounted and with a 15-30 mm f/2.8 lens at 30 mm and f/8. The shutter speed was 2 seconds and the ISO 1600.
Tomorrow, the fireworks photos will appear.