As far as writing projects go, I've been a bit preoccupied lately. I have been trying to encourage myself to work on a specific story that has been around 15 years in the making - in my opinion, way too long. But for some reason it's just not flowing as well as some other tales that have really snapped my attention. Like a cat to a laser pointer, I have been drawn away to the bright lure of intrigue and fun...
I still remain hopeful that all the stories and such rattling around in my head will see daylight eventually, but for now I'm stuck on the one main theme, which is ghosts, ghoulies and all things macarbe.
This week - Her Darkest Deed
As you'll remember from my last #writingfriday post, I've been working on some material for a little collection of online comics I want to create. Right now I'm fleshing out the pages for a short story called "Her Darkest Deed" - about hauntings, guilt, and a rotten apple on the family tree...
I don't want to give too much away before I post the final piece, but I have gotten about ten pages into the rough sketches. For me sticking with any one project for that amount of time is pretty special, so I figured I'd celebrate by sharing a few sneak peeks.
This story was inspired by an urban legend I heard surrounding the Lady Bangor, and the mysterious disappearance of Audley's Town in Northern Ireland.
Lady Harriet Bangor, widowed with six children, lived in the stately home of Castleward overlooking the town. When she remarried, the legend goes that she and her new husband were stern and ruthless landlords. 250 people lived beside Castleward in the town; 25 families living in poor and dismal conditions. Not the best neighbours for a fancy Lady with a new husband.
One night, all the villagers were suddenly and mysteriously put on a ship to America called 'The Rose'. The reason for such a mass exodus of an entire population? Well, the legend goes that once they were evicted, the Lady had all the homes torn down because it was effecting the quality of her view.
Unfortunately, there is no record of such a ship ever leaving the port, or arriving at its destination. Was the name of the boat changed? Did it head to another part of the world? It seems that no one knows. Which leaves a lot of room for speculation, and plots of selfish scheming, evil deeds, and despicable landscaping...
These are just a few pages from the rough plotting stage, so they're not going to make a lot of sense right now. But I'm pleased with the progress, and excited to share the journey so far. Plus it's good to spread a little intrigue, get a bit of buzz before I launch the first finished page.
So stick around, follow the growth, and hopefully soon get to enjoy the full story, in all its creepy, ghostly glory! And don't forget to sign up to the newsletter to get all the updates straight to your inbox.