I have a confession to make. I have made a leap backwards and I'm now lurking in the Georgian period. In fact, I have strayed from London and made my way to Paris. The year is 1764 and I am walking down the cobbled street of the Rue du Dragon, dodging through the shadows after my hero Quill and my heroine, Marguerite.
Yes that's right, I've started writing my historial romance, which I'm hoping will be in a colourful world of espionage, masquerades, crossing and double crossing.
For inspiration, I am indebted to a number of reference books including Elizabeth Sparrow's Secret service : British agents in France, 1792-1815, Caroline Moorehead's Dancing to the precipice : Lucie de la Tour du Pin and the French Revolution, Frank McLynn's 1759 : the year Britain became master of the world, Judith Summers' The empress of pleasure : the life and adventures of Teresa Cornelys and Lucie Moore's Amphibious thing : the adventures of a Georgian rake.
It's been fascinating trawling through some of the real life colourful characters who populated the 18th century, and piecing together the political and social structures which shaped the world of the late 1700s.
Underlying the complex relationship developing between Quill and Marguerite are tensions between Britain and France following the Treaty of Paris, and the shadowy activities of the Secret du Roi.
Development of the story is moving along slowly as I've just been a teensiest bit side-tracked by one of my other loves, paranormal romance. Whilst Marguerite and Quill grow inside my head I'm also working on a novella aimed at Harlequin's Nocturne Bites series. More on that soon!