Well, today there isn't much to report. Life is moving along as it always does; slowly with a great deal of stress and a little bit of fun. The best moments are when I'm writing and the world just melts away for a few hours as I build another one. Terrible people don't exist for those hours, except for the ones I create and even then I know that, unlike life, they will get what's coming to them. And good people, well, they're goodness is off the charts.... It's a powerful force in its own right. Better yet, it remains despite incredible adversity.
I like the worlds I build.
Where was I going with this? Oh, right. There is nothing going on right now that you can't already guess. You know my routine by now, and that will not change; Welsh lessons in the morning, writing in the afternoon. Training in the evening. Except this evening. Training at Carleton ended on Monday, so I have this evening to run the errands I really need to get done.
Chances of that happening are actually quite low. I'm tired today, so I'll probably just end up going home to an early bed. Sleep. It is so underrated.
Yesterday I did not write as much as usual, just breeching the seven hundred mark, but it was a good seven hundred words and I did have to do a fair amount of research for them. I wrote the epilogue, incidentally, which details the battle between the Caledonian Federation and the Romans under Gnaeus Julius Agricola. It was a little out of my speciality, so I did have to do a fair amount of reading up on it. All the same, I am quite happy with it.
Now with the prologue and epilogue are written, the book is nicely enclosed and I feel totally comfortable diving into the story itself. I have also added two entries of Y Trioedd Ynys Predei (The Triads of the Island of Britain) from Y Llyfr Coch Hergest (The Red Book of Hergest). It's a list of things presented in triplets. Some think that the triads are the written record of mnemonic devices used by storytellers to remember certain key stories that they would tell. The Red Book of Hergest dates to around 1382 (or shortly after) and is written in Middle Welsh.
The triad that opens the the entire book is:
Three Unfortunate Counsels of the Island of Britain:
To give place for their horse's fore-feet on the land to Julius Caesar and the men of Rome, in requital for Meinlas;
and the second: to allow Horse and Hengist and Rhonwen into this Island;
and the third: the three-fold dividing by Arthur of his men with Medrawd at Camlann.
The triad that closes the entire book is:
Three Amazons of the Island of Britain:
The first of them, Llewei daughter of Seitwed;
and Rorei daughter of Usber;
and Mederei Badellfawr.
In my book, the two lead into one another. In short, I'm pretending that one of the Amazons of the Island of Britain fought against Rome. That's basically the story right there.
It makes me happy.
Right, I should be getting on with my life. Back to the boring old routine. I think I might acquire myself some more coffee first though. I'm feeling a little spaced out.