It’s quite a habit of mine to write a little note here before I start writing, heh. Well, today is special, I’ve not been in such condition for a while now, so i’m curious myself how I’ll do. I’ve spileld more words in my personal journal than I’ll probably write for the story, but personal life has also to happen some time. So yes, I’m off to it.
Okay, now this is simply ANNOYING. I’ve been researching the story of Jean Grenier for months. And I thought I found all there was to find. Yet today I google it once more and what DO I find? Almost the exact location of where the village lies that I need, the name of the franciscan monastery and ALL the dates: date of the arrest, date of the court and such. Now, I’m not sure that this is even true. Who knows. Some reports are shorter, some are more detailed. Thing is, I’ve already cut and smoothed my story into the geography I made up myself and into the dates I made up myself. So I have two options: screw all the preparations I’ve made and make new ones. It would basically mean I’d have to scratch all I wrote about Château Margaux, because apparently the village lies somewhere else. Or I could stay by what I have so far and let the made up facts be the new truth. Damnit, what do I do? Researching a true story from 400 years ago is a hell of a job, believe you me.
Okay, I was apparently annoyed enough. I sat down and wrote one of the best scenes I’ve got so far. 1094 words. Total word count: 7118. I do rock. I really do.
