Another peaceful day of solitude and writing. I'm slo...
Another peaceful day of solitude and writing. I'm slowly working my way through the 4-volume set of what I think were newspaper columns on Edwardian London; little essays on restaurants, kerbside vendors, dressmakers, what the Inns of Court were like back then. Sort of like the Edwardian London version of Mercier's Tableau de Paris. I keep running across references to Roque's 17th-century map of London, which was apparently huge and detailed - I think I need to find a copy of that.
When I looted the Department Chair's office back in May, one of the books I acquired was a much more technical little work on the vicinity of London pre-Fire, but it's slower going. The complexities of land-tenure - and the fact that we DON'T KNOW what a lot of these land-tenure arrangement terms even meant - clarifies for me why suits over landholding in the Court of Chancery in the 19th century - the true villain of Dickens' Bleak House - were so frakking complicated.
When I'm writing - especially first draft - it's VERY hard for me to read fiction.
When I looted the Department Chair's office back in May, one of the books I acquired was a much more technical little work on the vicinity of London pre-Fire, but it's slower going. The complexities of land-tenure - and the fact that we DON'T KNOW what a lot of these land-tenure arrangement terms even meant - clarifies for me why suits over landholding in the Court of Chancery in the 19th century - the true villain of Dickens' Bleak House - were so frakking complicated.
When I'm writing - especially first draft - it's VERY hard for me to read fiction.
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