Romancing The Rock

The week that was: 31st March, 2012

As a historical writer, I travel often into times gone by within my imagination. So, when an opportunity comes up where I can put on a costume and actually go to a historical themed party, I get just a little excited. Last weekend a friend of mine turned fifty, and to celebrate they had a 1920s themed jazz party, complete with four-piece jazz band.

I spent a lot of time researching the period and decided I would be a Flapper. They were the girls who lived on the naughtier side of life back then. They frequented pubs and dance halls, drinking and smoking, wearing bold makeup and shortening their skirts somewhat. They wore headbands on their heads, decorated with feathers and sequins, to stop their hair falling in their eyes while they bounced around dancing the Charleston and other face-paced dances. The photo is not the best, but this is the outfit I came up with, and apart from my hair, which will not be tamed by any amount of product or pinning, I was very happy with it.

Perhaps I should write a post World War I novel now …

In other news, Voyager finally made it home to Earth, co-incidently through their own time-travel twist. Strangely it took the crew seven years to discover it is not about the destination, but about the journey (now there’s a profound revelation). Everyone is wandering around my house as though they’ve lost something. Perhaps, my son thinks, we should start on another Star Trek series. I’m not sure about that.

I finally got back into working on my WIP, Hearts of Gold, but it will now be broken up with more work on the collaborative project, The Greenfield Legacy. Either way, I’m aiming to get 20,000 words in total down in April, PLUS, an extra challenge of a blog every day. But, more of that tomorrow …