Considering the voices in my head

Mr Tumnal is the story of  a man who  marries his imaginary friend.  Based on the  dissertation of my friends Kirsty, You Were My Betty is  another crazy idea from the same brain.  Charlotte gets help  with her  dissertation from Betty, a good friend whom she only ever seems to see in the library – a girl who knows everything about psychology and social care but who is lacking any ability to exist in the real world. When her dissertation is finished she realises that  Elizabeth is actually Betty – the name that she has given her  with in progress…

There’s a boy too, the only other person to have seen the imaginary Betty. He exchanged a smile in the library one day and is desperate to find her again. He insists Charlotte to help find her nature  Charlotte has scared her away.

Stories always develop in libraries. There are places to hide in libraries and knowledge to be learnt. Three is dance and adventure tho be had in libraries.

I’m considering  what sort too write next. I’m tempted by this one but for the amount of research I’m going to have to do  to be able to write Betty’s character as all she can talk about is very academic subject…

…but the other story I have in mind – the follow up to The End Of All Worlds – also involves me in reading a large amount of the old sagas. Either way, something to keep me occupied whilst I get Mr Tumnal ready for publication.