One thing I love about writing is getting to know the places where I’ve set my novels. Often I use a fictitious house, town or village but set it in a real area I’ve visited and know well, that I can write about.
Once I know an area well, I love writing about it, and I hope I can do a reasonable job of bringing it to life in my novels.
Lockdown has made things a little harder, to say the least. My current work in progress is partly set at Bletchley Park. When I decided to write this novel, I assumed I would be able to visit Bletchley, do the tour, and then be able to write from my own experience. But unfortunately due to the pandemic I haven’t been able to go there at all, so I’ve had to rely on my research using books and websites. There’s no shortage of pictures and lots of information about it – both as it currently is as a tourist attraction, and as it was during the war years – but nothing beats actually going there and seeing it for myself.
I’m currently under contract to deliver this novel plus two more over the next year. The other two I’ve pitched are both set abroad – one in France and one in Ireland. They’d be set in places I’ve been to several times (Chamonix and Dublin) but both are places I may not be able to get back to for some time, due to this blasted pandemic. Sigh.
There is a solution, that I might well go for – I have an idea brewing for a novel set right where I live now. We moved in December, to Mudeford, on the edge of Christchurch, Dorset. It’s a place with strong links to smuggling, back in the 18th century, and there’s a part of me that’s always wanted to write a novel featuring smugglers...



