Wings, not wigs!

A big part of the fun of writing a quasi-historical novel is the research. Although fun might not be quite the operative word as I slog through thousands of pages of political history. It seems like a lot of work for just background knowledge, so it must be fun in some way- I just haven’t realized it yet.

Part of the joy of writing a fantasy version of real events is that I can do whatever I want. So far in my plotting, I’ve seriously compressed time periods (let’s skip the boring parts!), moved countries around, and put key players where they don’t really belong. I’m actually developing a bit of a God-complex. Perhaps I shall reassemble Poland and kick the English out of Ireland. Because I can. Continue reading