It’s Summer, so life has turned up to 11. There’s been morris dancing, I’ve joined a gym, I’ve been doing lots of things to do with Creativity In The Box, I’ve had a job interview…
And not done a lot of writing, I have to confess. I’ve been filling page after page in my journals, but in terms of actual fiction there’s not been that much. I have teased out a plot line in Eyes Down, which is what the Bingo story has become. Temporarily, I insist, because that’s a bit… obvious.
I’ve also added a new story to my portfolio of ‘waiting in the wings’. Peter Pauper Press are one of my favourite notebook producers, and they make the beautiful Great Omar. The image link goes to Amazon, where I got it. It just sort of fell into my shopping basket… I’ve been admiring it for a while, but never knew what to do with it. I mean, it’s stunning. The cover is a reproduction of The Great Omar, a book binding created by Sangorski & Sutcliffe, possibly the most amazing book binders ever. It took two years to make, had nearly 1500 gems, each individually set in gold, and was on the Titanic.
Sangorski drowned himself not long after it was lost, but Sutcliffe carried on and eventually passed the business to his nephew, who recreated the binding. That one was put in a strongbox, which was lost in the Blitz. A second reproduction, created after that, is now in the British Library.
I have a fanfiction in which Ianto Jones is a Timelord called the Archivist, who falls into Torchwood’s clutches when he comes to Earth to record all the TV shows from the early days that have been lost. I had a story planned for him in which I’d send him off into lost libraries, before they get lost, to do more of the same. Unfortunately, an original character has decided he’d like that story for himself. Enter… he doesn’t have a name yet, but he’s an extraction specialist for the History Alignment Restoration Team (they really wanted it to spell out HART). They don’t do much alignment, they just send people like, let’s call him James, in to dangerous periods to retrieve individuals and object which they think should be preserved for posterity.
They have their eyes set on the Great Omar, James has his eyes set on a mission with someone other than a wet-behind-the-ears extractor. Unfortunately, he’s been given a new graduate from the temporal police who’s never actually been allowed to travel in time before and isn’t pleased with the idea of saving a book but not a life.
It’s fun, but it needs to occupy less space in my brain until I’ve shifted another couple of projects out of the way.