I emailed Jane the latest instalment of PLOTTING FOR GROWN-UPS yesterday, and she sent me back her comments, one of which was…
“this doesn’t sound real (did that happen to you?)”
And my answer was “Yes. Utterly mad, but true.”
Sometimes fact is stranger than fiction, so you can’t use it in a novel, because the reader wouldn’t believe it, and they’d question it, and that would break the fictive dream.
On another tack, Dave and I went for a walk round the village yesterday, but I forgot to take my camera, so here – for all of you who like to see photographs of Derbyshire - are some pictures from another October…
our lane…
the middle of the village…
The kissing gate…
the path from the kissing gate to the church…
the church…
the church lych gate and the farm…
the dairy…
view towards the pub…
And this is one Isaac took of Dave and me on the Monsal Trail in 2009…
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