"I do like her, but am I being disloyal to my poor dead wife?" James asks. He's with the 43rd Regiment of Foot and has only been in Boston since summer 1774.
"Where did those damn cannons go?" General Gage worries.
"I'll sell out the patriots to the English army," Dr. Benjamin Church says, "but I don't think the Sons of Liberty are aware."
Daphne is beginning to discover her bridegroom Gareth, the Boston British Counsel, is not the man she thought he was as she's working on a comic book with Florence DuBois, the Boston French Counsel's wife. That's for the modern part of the novel.
I've been working on my new novel Lexington. At this point I try and push everything else in my life to the non-essential aside. Yet, I hear that the washer has shut off and yesterday's clothes are dry and need to be put away. This afternoon I'll walk to the post office with Sherlock and my husband and to remember there's an outside.
It has been slow going because in the early chapters, I'd write a paragraph and then have to check a historical fact. Ranger Jim, at the Minute Man National Park has been incredible. Boston1775.blogspot.com also has been a great source and I've read several books which fill in the holes of my knowledge...like bread making and leather fire buckets never mind a second Boston Tea Party.
To try not to be distracted by current events, pandemics, surgery, dentist and technical failures which seem to happen at the rate of one a day has been a battle. Never mind changing countries. At this point, I can't say I'm winning, but I'm not losing as badly.
Having worked in journalism and corporate communications, I know it is impossible to wait for the right moment.
And this now, is the right moment. I'll put Mollie on center stage right after I polish the chapter where Daphne and Florence plan their next step as they eat red velvet cupcakes in a Lexington tea room.
What triggered this novel.
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