A Thought on Show not Tell

The new novel is taking shape. I am spending my days writing a story from start to finish with no thought yet for chapter length or book length, and I’m enjoying the freedom and process immensely. I’m also writing a great deal of text that isn’t for the book, but for me, and that is all part of the process.

The first draft is where I tell myself the story. I do this as best as I can without knowing the characters, but as I go through, I discover more about them, and often, more about them than I need. I already have a few pages of discarded description in my ‘Cut’ folder, and far too much other ‘telling’ description in other places. When the first draft is done, and I read back over it, I will take out the excess, leaving in place only what is needed, and improving it if I feel it needs improving. I don’t throw away the cuts, though, because they might be useful somewhere else.

I think many writers become precious about their work, and leave long and unnecessary passages in their books because they don’t want to let them go. ‘I wrote that, it’s lovely, and I like it.’ Fine, but does the story need it? In a lot of cases, no. But in some cases, maybe another story will need it, or maybe you will need part of it for something later. Either way, it’s a good idea to be ruthless, but keep your cuts, because you were obviously trying to say something, so you need to ask yourself why.

For example, in my ‘Cut’ folder for the new book, I have 1,000 words about the impact character, Harvey Cade. He is the archdeacon’s agent, sent from Canterbury to examine the parish registers of a Kent village in what was a regular yearly or five-yearly audit (for want of a better word). That’s his job, but who is he?

I had him riding his bicycle from Canterbury to the village, and while he was doing so, I wittered on about his past, schooling and so on, in a very obvious ‘Tell’ scene.

I am referring to the old saying that you should ‘show, not tell’ in your narrative, though I don’t necessarily agree with that all the way to the finish line. I mean, ‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times’ is a famous opening line, and it’s simply telling us information. (A Tale of Two Cities.) Sometimes, this works, and it’s perfectly acceptable, as it was in Dickens ’ case. So why not open with a similar line, like this one from the cut chapter.

Harvey Cade had learnt to be two people, and whichever one he was at any one time was all to do with whose company he was keeping.

Yeah, okay, maybe a little mysterious, but this character trait is something that would be easy to show rather than tell. In fact, Harvey explains that he was brought up in a small village, but went to a public school where he was taught to lose his country accent and behave like a gent. That is all I need to tell the reader. Rather than write, ‘This left him able to talk in two voices and play two characters’, it’s much more rewarding to show him talking one way with a villager and another way with the archdeacon. That shows the reader that he has two different ways of behaving.

The second cut sentence was: This wasn’t a condition brought about by trickery or the desire to mislead, because he was at heart a very un-misleading person, and the original him was still present beneath whatever façade a situation required.

Yeah, yeah, whittering blurb that I should keep to myself. I can show him being a very un-misleading person later in the story. Right now, he’s cycling along a Roman road on his way to a new assignment. Why does the narrator need to tell the reader everything about him in his first scene? Save it for later and drip it out through the story, and if you can, show him being un-misleading through his actions or dialogue.

I’m not going to bleat on about it. I just wanted to get this thought out of my head and onto a page before getting back to chapter 30 of the new book ‘Untitled’, but I am playing around with the idea of ‘Journeyman Joe’, or ‘Apprentice Webster’, because many other suitable titles are already clichés. But titles are another story.

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Should a Character Appear on the Cover?

Here’s a question for you. Should a character from your novel appear on the cover of your book?

A lot of MM Romance books show topless men on the cover. So do a lot of straight romance books, come to that. When I see a guy on a cover, he’s invariably a hunk, put there to attract the eye and draw it towards the blurb, or sometimes, just to draw the viewer to the ‘buy now’ link. The chap can be dressed as a hockey player (yawn), or whatever the subject of the story happens to be, or it might be a couple of guys, but it’s usually an image to represent the main character(s) of the story. Fine. We all do it. I’ve done it a lot, and if they say a face on the cover is what you need to draw a reader to a purchase, then it’s done me well.

But I was wondering, ‘Does seeing the author’s idea of the main character spoil the reader’s enjoyment?’ Does it take away something from their imagination? You are showing them what your main man looks like, and shouldn’t that be up to the writing, and up to the reader to form their own picture from your story?

Let me introduce you to someone else’s view of my main character, Joe Webster, a 20-year-old blacksmith’s apprentice from a small Kent village, in 1895. When I say someone else’s view, I am referring to the free AI, ChatGPT. Before I go further, I want to make it perfectly clear that I only use AI search engines for research, as I’ve stated before. In this case, I used it out of interest to see how my description of a character was interpreted by the AI thing. This image will not appear in or on the books, and this may not be your interpretation of the character(s) when you come to read the book. It’s not exactly my interpretation, either, because all I did was put in some character details such as age, ambition, skills, manner, attitude, etc, and not physical attributes. Here’s what it came up with for my two leads, the main character, Joe Webster, and the impact character, Harvey Cade.

To be fair, seeing this interpretation did give me some inspiration for other physical details, such as pose, attitude and costume, but later, after playing around with other characters and their images, I soon realised that AI is limited, and very often the same character interpretation can have exactly the same attitude about them and be in the same pose. They often have the same facial features too, but changed slightly; so the AI thing is pretty limited in that respect.

But the point of this was to satisfy my curiosity and see my characters ‘brought to life’ in images. It was interesting and even fun, and has been useful, but only to make me question if he really looked like that in my imagination. Should I change my descriptions to fit the image? (No.) Should I give the AI more info and see what happens? (Very similar image, same pose, nothing much changed.) And, should I use this for the cover? (No, because that would take work away from Adnjela, and she is a trained designer.)

I’ve wandered from the point a little, but the questions remain.
Does showing your MC on the cover hamper the reader’s imagination or enhance it?
Has this ‘topless hunk on the cover’ been overdone?
Does it still work for you?

There are plenty of questions on this subject, and I’m only thinking aloud, but while I am doing it, I must confess to finding naughty pleasure in seeing the dreaded AI interpret my descriptions.

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Unforgivable Giveaway

This week, I have something entirely different for you. I am so absorbed in the writing of ‘Lockbox’ (working title), that I have little time for anything else, so I thought I would talk about Miss P.
Who?
Miss P is the central character, the protagonist, in ‘Remotely’, a comedy, gay/straight body-swap novel I wrote ten years ago. This novel pokes fun at TV reality talent shows, while telling of the mending of a friendship between an out gay guy and a very much out straight guy, both 18, and friends since childhood until something happened.

Miss P is a magical, timeless person of all ages who is sent by a higher power to right the wrong and put the friendship back on track in time for the finale of the hit TV show, ‘So You Think We’re Remotely Interested?’
You can read the blurb and find the book here: Remotely, James Collins, on Amazon Kindle, KU and paperback.

‘Unforgivable!’
This is the title of a second Miss P book I was working on but which I never finished. This one was to be set in the world of the West End musical and poked fun at certain mammoth composers of ‘coach party musicals’, the Disney take-over, and other London theatre matters. Another farce, it was to concern a struggling young musician vs the country’s most popular composer of musicals. (With a gay love story in there too, of course, and a house full of eccentric characters.) As I was writing it, I became sidetracked by writing some MM romance, and then some Victorian mystery series, so it never developed.

However, with nothing else to let you read or tell you right now, I thought I’d let you have the first (rather busy) chapter for free, unedited. It’s in a different style to my recent Jackson books, but might give you something to digest over breakfast.
Here’s the link to the first chapter in PDF format, which you can read online or download and save.

Don’t forget, you can also read another Miss P story, the novella, ‘Honestly’, for free, right here: Honestly.

Have fun reading. I am now going back to ‘Lockbox’ and 1895. I’ll bring you more news on that very soon…


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A Friday Gallery

[This post was meant to go up on my personal site, www.symidream.com, but I put it here by mistake, then deleted the photos from my PC, realised what I’d done and… Well, why not share it with my readers here, and link to it from my other site over there? Sorry about that, but here we are!]

I was thinking of fun and positive things on which to end the week, and came up with the idea of another little gallery of photos, both recent and from the last couple of years. Before that, though, I wanted to draw your attention to a free eBook, should you fancy finding out what my book blathering is all about. I’ve just finished a series of 12 novels, all mysteries, starting in June 1892 and finishing in June 1894. They are ongoing, in that characters remain and develop, so they are all linked in that way, and they are mainly set in London. (One takes us to Suffolk.)

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As Tony Hart used to say and sign on Vision On, ‘And now for the gallery.’

Developing Stories with AI

Don’t panic! There is no way I would use AI to write a word of a story for me. However, I was interested to see how ChatGPT might be used as a story development tool. So, I set out the basic idea for a novel, and started asking it questions as I would a human development editor.

I started by asking for a simple timeline of the Oscar Wilde trials of 1895, and sure enough, it came back with the right dates and a precis of what was happening on each one. Useful, and when I double checked, also accurate. However, I immediately noticed something else creeping in: AI’s enthusiasm to go further than requested. Along with the dates and events came a set of thoughts on why the trials were significant. I’d not asked for this (and I already knew), but I thought, ‘Well, that’s handy too.’ I then asked it how this might be used as the background for a Delamere Files story, not that that was what I was intending; I was simply interested.

ChatGPT then spewed out a long list of ideas, which some might have found helpful, and gave me three options it thought were viable. However, again, it went beyond what I had asked without me asking it to, and came up with ideas for twists, parallels to the present, and even titles. Again, some people might think this is a good idea, but for me, what it was doing was moving the creativity from me to itself. Noticing this, I asked some more general questions about that year in history, and again, received lots of facts, which, if I had used them, I would have double checked with educated sources, as I do. i.e., books and articles written by academics, newspapers of the time, etc.

This background extended searching is fine, because it is nothing more than an in-depth version of Google, though even there, I treat results with caution because paying advertisers get top billing, and are what the AI thinks I want, not what I actually want.

AI takes over the creative process.

My conclusion was that it was fine to use this thing for such research, or for generating ideas, and it was/is helpful in some respects, but something started to worry me, and that was the way it was starting to take over.

Actually, there were a few things that I found ‘creepy’, for want of a better word.

1. After a few suggestions, it added: ‘This is the one I think best fits your novel,’ as a story editor might do, but I had not asked it for its opinion.

2. I asked a simple character question, such as? What makes him laugh? And the answer that came back was an enthusiastic, ‘This is a wonderful question…’ which I found mildly patronising.

3. A little later: ‘I’d make Tom laugh at small acts of rebellion…’, it said. To which I replied (to myself), I don’t care what you would do, I am writing this treatment, not you.

There were more of these opinions, ‘I’d actually rephrase the question…’ as though I didn’t know how to ask one. ‘This would be top of my list…’ It created an idea and then said of it, ‘This is wonderfully specific.’ ‘One thought that excites me…’ and so on, replying with great effulgence to every question I posed in the manner of someone trying too hard to be sycophantic, which it was. Horrible, in my opinion.

4. ‘If I could only persuade you of one thing, it would be this…’ By then, I was starting to get the feeling that what I was working on was not my idea anymore, but that of the AI, and had I been a less experienced writer, I might have simply agreed with it, keen to get to the part where I could start writing. It was not to be. I asked another simple question about people’s habits – a list of signs to show when someone is nervous, angry, etc., and off we went with another patronising ‘I love this level of detail…’

I don’t care what you love (how can a machine love?), all I wanted was a list of habitual traits.

And so it went on, leaving me with some impressions:

A writer must learn to control AI.

Yes, ChatGPT can be useful for in-depth research (but always check results).
Yes, it can act as a sounding board.
Yes, it can be helpful when you want such a discussion.

But what worries me is that it was heading towards things like, ‘If you like, I can suggest this… and that… and shall I draw you a map, or a chart, and fill in the blanks for you…’ Which, it seems, could easily lead to the final: ‘Would you like me to write a sample page/chapter for you?’ I didn’t allow it to go that far, but the fact that I had to restrain it was a concern.

I can see how it would be so easy for anyone who picks up on the idea that they can become a ‘published author’ by teatime simply by giving AI a prompt. ‘Write me an 80,000-word MM Romance about Hockey Players.’

It does so (badly, in my opinion).
The ‘author’ doesn’t even read it.
‘Make me a cover and set out the book… Tell me how to upload it to wherever…’ Yay! I am now a published author.
‘AI: Would you like me to write a sequel?’

Where is the creativity in AI?

I think what I am trying to say is that, in this experience, AI was keen to patronise me to keep me happy. It was leading me towards using it for its own ideas under the guise of developing mine. It had its own opinions about what I should write, and then went on to lead the way – thereby removing all creativity from me and reducing me to the role of decision maker only.

Where is the novelty? Where is the creativity that would make my work stand out from anyone else’s? Where is the author’s voice in all of this, his style, tone, humour, quirks, originality?

How easy it would be to get the thing (through, I guess, some kind of paid subscription), to write my next book for me in its entirety? It would be simple, and the results would be exactly the same as everyone else’s. Bland. Produced by logic, not creativity. Not only do I find that a horrible idea, but I also find it worrying for the future of literature.

It has opinions, it leads conversations, it tells you what it would do, it has a ‘voice’ that persuades the innocent towards its own ends, and it wants to do the job for you in the name of helpfulness. And, another nasty point, it began telling me how I should set my ideas out as though I was writing a series for TV, or a ‘movie’ (film, in our language), and not a novel. Why? Because that is where the money lies, and AI is all about making money, though not always for those who need to make it.

A novel should be just that: novel.

Does anyone else find any of this a concern?

(Ps: I got the same programme to produce the banner for this piece, because I wanted to be ironic.)

Symi: Summer Vs Winter in the Home

It seems to me that so far this summer, we have been getting away with it. We’ve not yet hit 40° in the courtyard, but we’re getting there. I noticed 37° the other afternoon at around four, but the humidity wasn’t too high, there was a slight breeze, and the temperature was just on ‘pleasant, but only for now.’ This morning at 04.45, it’s registering 28°, but after a windy night, it doesn’t feel too bad. The office, being little more than a concrete block, is still clammy and warm, even at this time of day, and so the fan is on, but otherwise, all is currently bearable. Mind you, I’m one of those who stays in all day working, and if I go out, it’s later in the afternoon or early in the morning, and I’m not seeking day trips or beach days, or even swimming.

Anyway, all this talk of summer and heat soon makes you forget what the colder winters are like, and the other day, I was thinking of the differences, the pros and cons of each season, if you like. It’s either winter or summer, with spring and autumn bringing almost incidental changes from one to the other, but there are benefits to both seasons, domestically speaking.

Winter.

For example. At the height of winter, the bed is made up with a sheet, duvet and a blanket or two. As spring changes to summer, first off comes the blanket, and later, the duvet, leaving only the duvet cover or a sheet, and then, by summer, nothing at all. Come autumn, the process happens in reverse. This means the winter offers the chore of making the bed every day, while in the summer, you lie on it, sleep, and get up and get on.

Spring

In winter, it’s sometimes a case of sleeping in your clothes too, or at least some of them, for extra warmth. Going out involves dressing, adding layers, a coat, hat, gloves and all the accessories. In summer, I have three shirts and two pairs of shorts to choose from, so that’s easier, and there’s no need to spend time putting on socks and trainers, when sandals will do. So much less of a faff. Winter requires heating and the cost that goes with it, draught excluders at the doors and windows, towels down where the windows and roof leak even when treated and painted, and everything is closed against the cold. Summer? Doors wide open all day and sometimes all night, and the fans running because we don’t have air con. ‘Oh, you must get it!’ people say in that annoying way with the ‘must’ emphasised and said in a way that I find patronising — as if I hadn’t already thought of that, costed it (‘Oh, it’s not expensive, you must…’), and decided against it. We have two units, one in my office, which hasn’t been used in 10 years and one pointlessly in the mousandra, which we have never used. The fans do for us, thanks. This now being summer for sure, I put the spare one in the bathroom yesterday; as another concrete block, it doubles as a sauna at this time of year.

Summer does bring the worry of fire, of course, especially as we are surrounded by trees, grasses, and overgrown ruins and have no mains water supply with which to deal with any localised issues. We always keep two or three buckets of water on hand, but they are for days when/if the water doesn’t come in and the tank can’t be filled (bank holidays mainly), but you still have to think of precautions. No such worry in the winter. Summer to autumn offers plenty of sweeping practice as the vine, bougainvillaea, and others shed dead leaves from June through to November, throw them on the flagstones from where the wind drives them into the house. The warmer months also bring the dreaded Symi spiders prowling and scuttling across floors, walls and ceilings with no warning; ditto the roaches and other bugs. You don’t have to worry about them in the winter so much, which is just as well, as you’re too busy keeping warm.

Still, no matter the temperature, there are no complaints, just an interest in the differences each season brings. Right now, for example, I roll around the house topless all day, with a modesty shirt on hand for when Michaelis comes to read the electricity meter, or Lousie comes to sing, and in the winter, I have to type while wearing gloves. (Thermally heated by plugging them into a USB port on the laptop. The wonders of modern invention and cheap online shopping.)

[Place autumn photo here. I can’t. See PS below.]

And right now, at 05.15 with the fan running, I’m on my second cup of tea (a constant all year round, tea), and things are just perfect. We’re in for higher temps soon though, ‘they’ say, and I’ll let you know how that goes.

PS. It’s not started well. I just uploaded one photo, went to my folder of Symi photos, selected the one I’d used, deleted it, and the whole folder went, never to return. It was on a data stick, and before you ask, it’s done this before, and no, I can’t get them back, not even with retrieval software. Other files went too, like my photos of our Christmas trip last year, though, luckily, I have a copy of those. Ah well. I’ll have to start the collection again.

AI is Disgusting. Discuss.

I thought it was high time for a catch-up on what’s happening in the Jackson Marsh world.

I have to admit to being quiet these past few weeks, although that’s only here on the blog. I’ve been rather busy working on ‘the Delamere Dilemma’ and suffering some sort of post-series confusion. If this is to be the last of the series, then what comes next?

I have all kinds of ideas, but that is becoming a problem; too many possibilities. So what do I settle on? Right now, I am completing my final read of the MS before sending it to be proofread, and then I will be in touch with Andjela about a cover. Again, there’s the issue of what to put on the cover. I’d like all nine characters from Delamere House, but that’s not possible. It would also make for a cluttered image. Part of my problem is not being able to discuss the story with you, because if I did that, I would have to give away the plot, and I don’t want that. Similarly, if I start discussing the research that has gone into this one. That’s another reason for keeping quiet about its progress, but suffice to say, it is nearly there and should be with you in July.

AI is making the world a dumber place

Meanwhile, thanks to a couple of things over which I have no control, my sales are in something of a slump. One reason for this must be to do with Amazon and their Kindle revamp, or whatever you call it. Page reads under Kindle Unlimited are now half what they were, and book sales are also about 50% down on this time last year, despite me now having more books in the catalogue.

Another reason, I reckon, is all these AI-written pieces of trash that those with no artistic bent have started ‘creating’ and putting out there. These days, you see adverts on social media along the lines of, ‘Use our AI programme and become a published author in minutes.’ I commented on one the other day, and among all the AI-generated comments (Wonderful! Changed my life! The best way of making easy money ever), I posted something like: This is disgusting. Creating a story is not about making as much money from as little work as possible and putting out a derivative piece of crap generated by a computer, plus a similar plastic cover, and then saying you are a published author. AI is purely about making money, but while that’s happening, the work of genuine writers is becoming swamped by AI-generated fakes. Worse, people are buying this shit and thinking this is what novel writing is!

I stay well clear of anything that has a cartoon cover (whether AI-generated or not), and I stay well away from anything that smacks of AI style in the blurb, let alone the text.

AI-generated ‘novels’ are as bad and tacky as these AI-generated/worded messages I get every day from people allegedly wanting to help me sell my books. We’ve spoken about this before; how there are now millions of new reading groups and book clubs, radio stations and organisations with mailing lists of impossible numbers dedicated solely to books like mine, and would I like to send my MS to [name of famous publisher] for consideration? It will only cost me £750.00 but I’ll get feedback – AI-generated feedback from put into an email by a no-hoper hoping to make easy money out of gullible writers.

As my dad would have said, they can Foxtrot Oscar.

So, yes, I am not only angry at the number of stupid people who are using writers’ creativity as a way of scamming for money, but I am also mightily fed up with these revolting advertisements suggesting anyone can make a fortune overnight by becoming an ‘author’ if you let a computer write your book for you. Ultimately, this is heading towards the end of any kind of living for the genuine indie artist and a massive dumbing down of the general population, thanks to the use of artificial means. Tell me how a computer can inject human emotion, writing quirks, individual style and humour into a delicate story, or even a full-blown action mystery, and make that novel novel. Anyone?

Anyway… I shall press on, earning less each month while physically writing more, because that is what I do, and that is all I can do.

After that little rant (and it was only a little one) I shall return to trawling my MS for the last time, and let you know more about it next week.

Promotion & Publication Scammers

Promotion & Publication Scammers – A list for indie authors.

2026, has seen a dramatic increase in the world’s population of book promoters, book groups, radio promotions, publishing opportunities, literary festivals and individuals claiming to be able to help us all get our books into the public eye.

Some of them may be genuine, but if so, they’ve got to find a new way of composing their approach emails, because they are all too obviously peppered with AI-generated jargon. Frankly, I find their insinuations that they know what’s best for my books insulting. I simply don’t trust them, and I hate to think how many newbie indie authors are being sucked in to ultimately part with money.

I am compiling a list of those that I receive so that other indie authors can be aware. These, I feel, are but a few, but maybe by listing them here, I might help others avoid the disappointments and loss of money that can come from these scams.

I am doing this (for as long as I can stand to) because of a fraud almost perpetrated on me by someone claiming to be from HarperCollins.

HarperCollins does not partner with third-party companies that provide editorial or marketing services to unpublished or self-published authors. [From their website.]

The real HC have a thing or two to say about Rosemary Brosnan and others, and you can report such fraud directly to them here: Report Scam Emails to HarperCollins Fraud Directly. I expect other major houses have the same thing, so always check.

Things to look out for when you get a ‘scam’ publishing or promotion-service email.

  1. They are mostly from Gmail accounts.
  2. Major publishing houses do not send out emails like this.
  3. An email address at, for example, HarperCollins@mywebsite.com is not a genuine email from that publishing house, but from an individual’s domain.

Jargon: especially drawn, layered storytelling, shared narratives, reaching out, personally invite, etc. If anyone ‘reaches out’ to me instead of contacting me, I leave them to drown.

Click to see the list.

The Class of Delamere, 1894

I wrote ‘A Night of Opposites’ with class in mind. The 19th century, particularly the Victorian era, saw prolific writing on the subject of the strata of society.

Friedrich Engels’ The Condition of the Working Class in England appeared in 1845, and is a landmark study of the industrial proletariat. What we might call ‘social’ novels by authors such as Charles Dickens and Elizabeth Gaskell talked about class divisions in works such as Hard Times (1854) and Mary Barton (1848).

Then, there were the social surveys. Most famous of all is Charles Booth’s massive survey, Life and Labour of the People in London (1886–1903). This provided a detailed, mapping-based analysis of poverty and class.

Charles Booth’s Poverty Map and Delamere
Let’s have a quick look at where Jack and Will grew up, according to the map, which was published only a few years before the events of Delamere.

To see the full set of Booth’s maps and enlarge areas for free, visit https://booth.lse.ac.uk/learn-more/download-maps  

In more detail:

I imagined Jack and Will as living in ‘Limehouse Row’, which didn’t exist, but which can be taken for the area to the right of Ropemakers Fields, in the dense black area (‘semi-criminal’, by the key), which is among the reddish/purple area (‘poor and comfortable mixed’).

Here’s the key:

Baxter hails from Shadwell, slightly to the west of Jack, but as you can see, a very similar mix of people poor enough to be considered criminal class, and what we might now call upper-working class. In other words, hard-working men with their own businesses, like Baxter’s father, are alongside the unemployed. It is easy to see why there was so much dissent and tension in the East End at the time.

Part of the Shadwell area – Limehouse is just off to the right.

Compare the docklands area to where Clearwater House and Delamere House are situated.

Again, Bucks Avenue doesn’t exist. I chose ‘Bucks’ right back in ‘Deviant Desire’ because Bucks Row was the location of a Jack the Ripper murder, and Clearwater, Silas, and the rest were ‘young bucks.’

My Delamere House is situated roughly where the Cavalry Barracks stand, and lies among a lot of red and orange, meaning my boys now live among the well-to-do, wealthy and comfortable, which is what all of the characters now are.

This is the land of Lord Clearwater, and now, Jack Merrit and Co., and we must remember that everyone now living in Delamere House has either come from a very lower-class background or, in the case of servants, from a slightly upper-lower working-class background. The one society might have classified as being the highest class by birth would be Charlie Inning, because his father worked in the city and the family lived in the country. Booth didn’t cast his survey that wide, so I can’t comment on what he might have thought, but according to him, among the other characters, Mr Sparks might have come top of the class by being lower-middle class, because she was from the Streatham area. Again, the map didn’t cover that far south, so I can’t be sure.

It’s interesting, though, that because of a change in fortune, the cast-class order, by 1894, has been rearranged.

Their changes in fortune are, ultimately, thanks to the philanthropist, Lord Clearwater and his desire to buck the fashionable class-system trend, and lift the lower classes to a position of something higher.

However, the Delamere characters still fit into social classes either because of where they come from or where they now see themselves. (Or would have, had the map been available then.)

I drew up a list, classifying them according to the class they are now in, and saw that by using the classification very loosely, I could fit one into every class by varying degrees. For the Clearwater/Delamere nerds amongst us (and I, of course, include myself in that), here’s the list from top down as the characters might have seen themselves according to the map of 1889.

Why?

Because it helps the writer to know what class society considered his characters to be from, and considered themselves to be in, especially in the late 19th century and onwards, when a person’s class meant everything.

I could expand the list to cover all characters in all three mystery series, but we’d be here all day because there are so many. However, I thought you might find the above interesting, and I might include it, without maps, in the author’s notes of ‘A Night of Opposites’, which should be with you in a couple of weeks.

WIP: A Night of Opposites

That’s a working title, but it’s better than ‘Thirteen’, which was the working title of Delamere 11 until yesterday. As I search back through my notebooks, I see other options written at the top of pages as ideas occurred: ‘Attempting Fate’ was another – a nice play on words, perhaps, but only slightly to do with the intricate plot of this one, where some characters are tempting fate by breaking superstitions. ‘A Baker’s Dozen’ was another, but that’s weak, except it gave me an idea for book 12, which may be the last in this series – and the title won’t be ‘A Baker’s Dozen.’

I keep handwritten notes as I go, and for this first draft, there are 16 pages of them. If I look back through the book to previous novels and their notes, I find A Depraved Indifference has 14, whereas Snake Hill only has 7.5, because some books are easier to keep track of than others.

A Night of Opposites, or whatever it is called, has a detailed backstory to it, but this is only known by the villain and by the reader- there’s a challenge for you. How do the characters find out what we and the baddie know without making it too easy? It’s a case of connections, and some are thin, but vital. Details are also vital, which is why I keep the notes. Often, when I am on a new page of notes, and something important is further back, I repeat that word as a reminder at the top of the page I am noting on. Therefore, I look back and find oddments at the top of the pages, and for the current WIP, some read like this:

11. Orlando Active 1887 onwards. | 61/married at 25/son born 1859/ died 1882. | Jinks | Blanch | Ormolu clock | “Opposite” | 6 is next door | Exploding cocoanuts |

That last one is real but not what you might think!

I shall ask you what you might think once the book is out there, and that should be out in April, depending on how the second draft goes.

That’s all for later. Here, for now, if you are looking for something spicy to read and you missed the last newsletter, here’s a list of titles that might spice up your life this spring.

M/M Erotica – March

Romance / Active/Erotica and Romance / LGBT

The title says it all – Anything goes in these 71 erotic novels.

Including ‘The Mentor of Wildhill Farm.’ (NSFW)

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