Of Gingernut Biscuits and Pirate Doubloons

This July, I won my first ever Camp NaNoWriMo. I feel like I keep participating in these events and failing — which is rather disheartening — so this time I made sure to set myself a realistic goal that I could meet despite having a full-time job, a boyfriend, and a family to placate.  The aim was to write for the equivalent of 1 hour for every day of the month of July. It worked! I smashed it, I had fun, and I’m just that little bit closer to meeting my self-imposed 31st December 2017 deadline for completing a first draft of The Mayor. Hazzah!

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Something else cool, my writing partner K.F. Goodacre recently attended a medieval festival called the Loxwood Joust. First of all, can I just say how jealous I am. I love all things medieval (I read Medieval History at University) so it is my fervent hope that I am able to go with her next time. It looked like such amazing fun!

Whilst she was there, she very kindly picked up some homemade gingernut biscuits for me, which were made according to a recipe from the 18th century. The true thoughtfulness of this gesture will be lost on you, Dear Reader, so I will endeavour to explain. Melora  the 18th century protagonist of The Mayor — adores gingernut biscuits. They are her absolute favourite, and I use them as a neat little device for helping her to form bonds with other characters. Kim knew this, so she bought them for me from this festival (not very medieval, I know, but still historical I guess!). They’re so awesome, I’m almost reluctant to eat them. Almost.

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As if that weren’t enough, she also gifted me with a genuine pirate doubloon from a company she has forgotten the name of (I’m trying to find out) who have helped provide productions like Game of Thrones and Pirates of the Caribbean with their props. Lookie!

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OK, it’s not actually a doubloon. Real doubloons were made of gold. This is essentially the pirate equivalent of a penny, but it is still beautiful! I love it. It looks very similar to the necklace that my character Nell Shoar wears, wouldn’t you agree?:

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Thank you so much, Kimothy! ♥ I knew you were my writing partner for a reason. Thank you for continuing to inspire and motivate me to write this blasted thing.

Lastly (slightly off-topic) Voltaire’s new album Heart-Shaped Wound dropped on Friday. It. Is. Awesome. Voltaire, for those of you not in the know, is huge news on the Goth scene and his piratey album To The Bottom of the Sea features heavily on the playlist for The Mayor. Decidedly more melancholic and personal than the likes of say, ‘Zombie Prostitute’ and ‘Brains!’, I strongly recommend Heart-Shaped Wound. Please check it out here — it’s on sale and you won’t regret it! It even features the likes of incredible metal vocalist Alissa White-Gluz (now there’s a musical collaboration I definitely didn’t see coming! It’s so good to hear her singing cleans again).

That’s all for now, folks. Take care,

 

S.E. Berrow

Berrow and Goodacre’s Annual Writing Retreat Part II: The Hermits Emerge

Click here to read Part I.

Thus the Writing Retreat has come to an end, and K.F. Goodacre and I must return to our day jobs. I must confess, my level of productivity paled in comparison to that of K.F. Goodacre, who’s been slashing words from her book baby as though editing were some form of infanticide. Me? Well I spent most of my time sorting out my extremely out of date Scrivener file and organising the research photos from my visit to New Orleans last year for one of my current projects, Salt. I also did a little bit of editing myself and a smidgeon of plotting, essentially attempting to hammer my existing work into some form of springboard that I can push up from.

Truth be told, I haven’t actually picked any writing up since April last year. Two things happened around that time that caused the longest and most numbing spate of writer’s block I’ve ever experienced:

1) My beloved cat Jaffa died slap-bang in the middle of a really productive Camp Nanowrimo and I was too upset to continue.

2) I bought a house. Not just any house, but a new build that didn’t actually complete until late December/early January.

Have you ever bought a house before? If so, you will know how stressful purchasing a house is; obtaining a mortgage, scrabbling around for money you didn’t even realise you needed, having to deal with rude and incompetent solicitors… At the same time I was stuck in a job I absolutely loathed, but I couldn’t move on because it would violate the conditions of my mortgage. Then, after I moved in, I had to find a new job and at the same time deal with all the stresses of living expenses, furnishing and decorating. New job aside, I’m still dealing with these stresses, but at least now it’s gradually receding into the background radiation of my everyday existence.

Regardless, I know that life simply won’t stop just so I can write a book, and now things are considerably less hectic than they were before, I really need to get back into the ‘swing’ of writing again. The more I write, the more I want to write, so this weekend’s Writing Retreat – whilst not as productive as it could have been – did succeed in reminding me how much I love my story, and how much I want to continue writing it. I sometimes get the notion that I am ‘not worthy’ of writing Salt; that I lack the ability to weave the story that I want to tell properly. Yesterday whilst out for a Sunday roast dinner in a group, my friend Maria asked me if I had written anymore, because I sent the opening chapter to her last year and she thought it was ‘amazing’. It was really lovely to hear her praise, despite the crushing guilt I felt at not having written anything more to show her. There’s only one way to change that of course… I need to write more!

Take care,

S.E. Berrow


Official website for K.F. Goodacre:
http://kfgoodacre.com/

For more information on Camp Nanowrimo, visit:
http://campnanowrimo.org/

Writing Retreats and Adventures in Late-Night Baking

Today marked the first day of Berrow and Goodacre’s second annual Writing Retreat. The idea is that each year, my writing partner and I hole ourselves away in a room, knuckle down to business and bash out a few thousand words without the distractions of work, family, friends and boyfriends luring us away from our desks.

So, how is it going so far?

Kim gets down to businessWell, for K.F. Goodacre, things are going spectacularly well. She has been continuing to edit her recently completed novel, The Elder Throne, getting it ready for querying agents and generally being a Good Little Writer.

Me? Well, I spent most of the day sleeping off the tail-end of my hideous cold, coughing my guts up, making sinister avocado-peeling videos to creep out my friends on our WhatsApp group and attempting to bake a cake with rotten eggs at 11pm.

Adventures in late-night bakingNot very writerly of me.

Still, tomorrow is a new day. And, following an emergency trip to Asda to acquire fresh eggs, we now have some Dorset Apple Cake to see us through!

No doubt I shall keep you updated with our progress.

Take care,

S.E. Berrow


For more information on K.F. Goodacre and The Elder Throne, visit:
http://kfgoodacre.com/

Dorset Apple Traybake recipe from BBC Good Food:
http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/2044/dorset-apple-traybake