So, yesterday I get home from work after going out for a few refreshing drinks and a chat with the receptionist that I am training, and I found a letter for me from a possible source of information for my current historical project. I had written to him a couple of weeks ago, and actually thought that he would not respond (being a busy man and all). The letter was from him personally, and even though he did not grant me (directly) the information I sought, he did give me two leads to follow.
Since I decided to take on this novel, I have already met many brick walls that have been thrown up in my path. Not deliberately, but inadvertently. For the sake of truth and historical accuracy, I still find myself seeking the same answers. I’m starting to hope against hope that I get the answers I am looking for. It is doubtless that they will (all) show up in my novel, but I would like to put something at the end with all their names. Just the names of 147 men, who died defending their faith and the city they were charged with protecting. Sounds easy, right?
And on that note, it’s been real!