I am thrilled to have Helen Hollick, author of I Am The Chosen King, here at Peeking Between the Pages today. Helen is not only a fabulous and very talented author but a really kind and friendly person as well. I reviewed I Am The Chosen King yesterday (my review) and it was one of my favorite novels by her although I’m very partial to the Pendragon series! Helen joins us today to give us a little glimpse into her life by sharing her writing space with us…
I live in a ground floor maisonette/apartment. Number 32.
Ours is the end building along a short road of 16 houses – ground floor and upper floor self contained apartments. On the opposite side of the road is a school for children aged between 5 – 10 years old. There used to be more houses, but they were bombed during the war and the school was built there instead.
My house is a nice rectangular size; front bedroom, hall, front door, living room – very sunny in the summer as it faces south west/west. At the back is the spare bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, my daughter’s bedroom.
From the kitchen is access to a long, L shaped garden (yard I think you call it in the US) with the garden itself with its trees, lawn, flowerbeds and vegetable patch, being the long side of the L and the short side running along the house as a sort of patio area. Outside stairs for the apartment upstairs comes down over my kitchen door, allowing the neighbours access to their smaller garden (which fills in the L shape, making the entire plot rectangular – so we have the largest area).
From the door I can see into the hall, so I can say hello or goodbye to my husband and daughter as they come and go without leaving my desk, which is at right angles to the window. Against the walls, bookcases, a lovely old Welsh Dresser on which I keep all my “treasures”, cupboards and shelves. The walls are festooned with pictures of Jack Sparrow and sailing ships, the official 1066 the Movie poster, my book covers and photographs of my daughter and her horses. My desk is an oak dining table, a wedding present from my parents (so its 29 years old.)
On my desk, the telephone, a basket with quick access needs – my diary, the current Book of Characters (an A – Z of my characters with every possible detail added about them.) Envelopes, mail to be dealt with etc. Next to that, my computer and next to that, my stereo system – all reachable without having to get up.
To my left on the desktop is a round basket where my kitten, Mab, sleeps for most of the time – when she is not demanding to be let out of the window that is!
The windowsill did have all my favourite crystals, candles, glass ornaments (and a rather splendid Jack Sparrow model, which I have adapted to become my very own pirate of my Sea Witch series – Jesamiah Acorne. Mab has wrecked the sill though, so my husband has put up a glass shelf for my trinkets and treasures, Mab can now come and go without me having to grab something precious before it gets knocked to the floor (sigh. Who’d have a kitten!)
Apart from all my crystals and glass ware being treasures, from spring to autumn of a morning the sun shines in the window and I get rainbows and coloured lights dancing across the ceiling and walls – especially when the window is open and the dangling crystals are gently rocked by the breeze. Some mornings its just like sitting in fairyland! During the winter, though, the sun is too low and is blocked by the houses in the next road, which back on to the garden.
Beyond the window all I can see is trees, the wisteria when its in leaf (I wonder if it will actually flower this spring?) the bird table, which is also visited by two squirrels, and below the window the brick-built raised pond. I have about 30 fish, two of them rapidly growing Koi. The water lily flowered for the first time last summer, fingers crossed it’s survived the winter. We have a nest box above my window, where a robin raised her brood last spring. I doubt that will happen again, not with Mab around. (At this very moment she is outside trying her luck at being a tightrope walker – she’s trying to negotiate her way along the wisteria wires. Well, the squirrel can do it! I just know she is going to fall in the pond before long!
Helen, thank you so much for this wonderful guest post and sharing a little glimpse into your life with all of these beautiful pictures! Mab is just adorable sitting in her little basket!
About I Am The Chosen King
The year is 1066. Earl Harold Godwineson of Wessex is lawfully chosen and crowned by the English Lords as King of England – for there is no-one else with the ability to defend the land against the threat of conquest by Duke William of Normandy.
Power and Passion, Love; Loyalty and lust for a throne – One Kingdom, Two Men, One Crown
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