I am delighted to welcome author R L Bartram to Books, Life and Everything to talk about his life as an author. We also have an extract from his latest book, Whippoorwill.
Hello Robert, it's great to meet you today. Would you like to start by telling us a little about
yourself and how you started as a writer?
My name is Robert Bartram. I live in a comfortable house,
with a large secluded garden, in Hertfordshire, where I live and write. I was
first bitten by the writing bug at age 17. I began with short stories,
experimenting with all sorts of styles and genres, including fantasy and
science fiction.
I continued this way,
on and off, for several years, with no real success. It wasnāt until I sent
some of my science fiction shorts to agent Marie Griffiths. By then she was
already retired and had only handled romance genres. She must have seen a spark
of merit in my work because she suggested I try writing short romantic fiction
for womenās magazines. After several tries, she finally accepted some of my
stories, which she managed to place with various magazines. I cannot begin to
describe the feeling when I saw my first story in print. I still get a buzz out
of it today.
Working with Marie allowed me to hone my skills and come to
terms with what a highly disciplined process writing is. Finally, I graduated
to novels. I decided to stay with romance, whilst integrating it with another
favorite genre of mine, history. With history, you can travel back in time,
meet amazing people and be present at great events, whilst also making your characters,
and yourself, a part of it. Historical facts are a great way to anchor a novel,
they give it a spirit of place and a sense of authenticity.
In 2011, I published
my debut novel āDance the Moon Down.ā It was an historical romance set against
the First World War. As with all my books, I prefer a strong female protagonist
as my main character. I found that so many novels about the First World War
tended to concentrate on the men it affected. I felt it would be a new slant to
depict how the women dealt with it. It was well received, gaining 35 five-star
reviews, as well as being voted book of the month on āWall to Wall Booksā.
Even before āDance the Moon Downā was published, I had
already decided that my next book would be an historical romance set against
the American Civil War, but more about that later.
When did you first realize you were going to be a writer?
I donāt think I ever realized it as such. Itās a bit like
living and growing. It just happens, without your really noticing it.
Occasionally you pause and think, so thatās the way things are now.
What are you interests apart from writing?
Iāve always been fond of history, in all its forms. Iām a
great collector of antiques; well, more like bric-a-brac really. I like to
haunt antiques markets and boot sales. Itās amazing what you can find
sometimes. Although, itās not the value of a thing that interests me, only the
history. Another great passion of mine is Natural history. Iāve been a life
long naturalist. Iām what youād call an āold schoolā naturalist. That means I
pick it up, check it out, bones and all. I also like going to the theatre and
eating out with friends.
What is your favorite
childhood book?
āString lug the Foxā by Stephen David. Itās about the life
of a young fox cub as it grows and discovers the world, written from the foxās
prospective. Itās an animal adventure, where he struggles to survive, meeting
friends and enemies alike. One of the latter being a huge tomcat that shredded
his ear in a fight over food. I must have read it a dozen times.
Where were you when you heard your first book was going to
be published? How did you celebrate?
Of course, I had prior knowledge of the publication date, so
it wasnāt an outright surprise. I was at
home when the news came through. I opened a bottle of vintage wine and shared
it with my sister, who happened to be there at the time.
Tell us about your
latest book without giving the plot away.
My latest book āWhippoorwillā is also an historical romance.
This time itās set against the American Civil War.
Barely fourteen, Ceci Prejean is a tomboy running wild in
the hot Louisiana summer. After breaking the nose of a local boy, her father
decides to enlist the aid of Hecubah, a beautiful creole woman, with a secret
past, who takes her in hand and turns her into a lady.
Now eighteen, Ceci meets and falls passionately in love with
handsome young northerner, Trent Sinclaire. Trent is a cadet at the West Point
military academy. They begin a torrid affair, even as the southern states begin
to secede from the Union.
Only weeks before their wedding, the civil war begins. Trent
is called to active service in the north, leaving Ceci heartbroken in the south.
Swearing vengeance on the Union, after the death of her
family at the fall of New Orleans, Ceci meets with infamous spy master, Henry
Doucet. He initiates her into the shadowy world of espionage.
After infiltrating the White House, Ceci comes face to face
with Abraham Lincoln, a man sheās sworn to kill. Forming a reckless alliance
with the actor John Wilkes Booth, she is drawn deeper into the plot to
assassinate the President of the United States. A Confederate spy in love with
a Union officer, her next decision will determine whether she lives or dies.
What are your
writing routines and where do you do most of your writing?
I prefer to write at my dining room table. I tend to write
from 11pm to 3am. Itās quite then and you can hear yourself think. When Iām
fully engaged on a book, I write every day, seven days a week. I always write
in longhand first. Nothing goes into the computer until the final hand-written
draft is finished and corrected. With āWhippoorwillā that took six months. I
never write from beginning to end. I generally concentrate on the sections that
interest me most at the time, until I have a pile of disembodied chapters. Then
itās a case of marrying them together.
How do you go
about researching detail and ensuring your books are realistic?
I have a personal rule about historical accuracy. Every fact
must be correct. To do less would let the book and the reader down. I rely heavily on the internet for
information, but all the facts are cross checked from a second source, just to
make sure. When it comes to historical Fiction, research is ninety per cent of
writing the book. It was more than eighteen months before I put pen to paper.
How difficult was
writing your second book- did having one published change how you went about
it?
When I wrote my first book āDance the Moon Downā It was hard
work, but worthwhile, I enjoyed it. At the time, I felt I had to write within
certain parameters, which, in hindsight, was somewhat restrictive. When it came
to āWhippoorwillā I wrote just what I wanted. It made all the difference. I
enjoyed every minute of it. Every day writing was like a holiday. When I wrote
the last line of the last page, it was like losing an old friend. If I hadnāt
exercised an authorās restraint the book might have ended up ten thousand pages
long. Hopefully less is more.
How do you select
the names of your characters? Are they based on anyone you know?
Many of the characters in āWhippoorwillā are from the deep
south. It was important to make the names authentic, whilst at the same time
entirely appropriate for each one. I cross referenced hundreds of typical
southern names, taking a Christian name here and adding it to a surname there,
until I had the combination that looked right and sounded interesting. All my
characters are based in part on people Iāve known or met. They tend to be a
pastiche of various individuals, all with their own little quirks and
peccadillos.
Do you have any
guilty pleasures which stop/ help you write?
Smoking Iām afraid. A bad habit I know, but it helps me
concentrate. Also, black tea, which I drink from a pint mug. In a typical
session I usually get through about eight.
Does writing
energize or exhaust you?
I find writing exhilarating in every sense. I only feel
exhausted when I stop.
Do you or have you
ever considered writing under a pseudonym?
Iāve only every used a pseudonym once, when I was writing
short stories for womenās magazines. My agent advised me to use a female
pseudonym because, in her words, it would cut down resistance to a male writer
in a predominantly female province. Since then Iāve always used my own name. I
like to get the credit for my own work.
If you could tell
your younger writing self-anything, what would it be?
Be patient. Just give it time and itāll come.
Do you believe in writerās block? What do you do to break
its spell?
I donāt usually suffer from this, because Iām always writing
something I like. Thatās the reason why I write in random sections instead of beginning
to end. On the rare occasions it does occur, I stop for the day and do
something completely different to relieve the pressure, after a while the way
forward usually becomes apparent.
Iāve heard it said that if you constantly suffer from
writerās block, youāre probably writing the wrong book.
Can you give any hints about any upcoming books you have
planned?
Nothing at the moment. Iām still too busy promoting
āWhippoorwill.ā Nevertheless, Ideas are
constantly coming to mind, who knows what the future holds? Whatever it is,
itās bound to be another historical romance.
Do you have any unfinished or unpublished books hidden away?
Yes, I do. I suppose every writer, whoās been writing for
any length of time, does. I have thirteen, none of them, I admit, good enough
to publish. Then again, no piece of writing is ever wasted. Itās all good
experience. We learn by our mistakes.
Thank you for all those insights, Robert. I am thrilled that you have got an extract from Whippoorwill for us to read. Here goes...
Trent was lucky. The Confederate musket ball that was
intended to kill him merely grazed his brow. He lurched violently back in his
saddle. His horse reared wildly, throwing him, unconscious to the ground,
directly into the path of his own cavalry advancing only yards behind him.
At the far end of the
field, Sergeant Nathanial Pike and his men, engaged in the hasty formation of a
skirmish line, watched helplessly as the scene unfolded. As Trent hit the
ground, a Confederate soldier appeared out of the shadows. Small and slight,
little more than a boy, he lunged forwards, grabbed the officer by the lapels
of his coat and dragged him out of the path of the galloping horses. Throwing
himself across the manās prone body, he shielded him from the pounding hooves.
The cavalry thundered past oblivious, in the half-light, to the fate of their
captain.
As the danger passed, the rebel rose to his knees and
appeared to search the unconscious man.
āGod damn thieving
rebs,ā Pike snatched his pistol from its holster, his thumb wrenching back the
hammer. Before he could take aim, the rebel stopped searching. He leaned
forwards and, cradling the officerās face in his hands, bent down and kissed
him, full on the lips, long and hard. Pikeās pistol, arm and jaw dropped
simultaneously.
Something, some
noise, some movement, made the rebel look up and glance furtively around. He
jumped to his feet and, with a final backwards glance at the fallen man, melted
into the shadows, like a wraith.
It was some moments
before Pikeās jaw snapped shut, his teeth meeting with an audible click. He
rounded on his men. āDid you see what I just saw?ā he demanded.
His question was
answered with shrugs and scowls. Not one man there could swear he hadnāt
dreamed it. Then suddenly, they heard it, far off, plaintive and eerie, the cry
of a whippoorwill.
About the Author
With Historical Romance as his preferred genre, R L Bartram has
continued to write for several years. Many of his short stories have appeared
in various national periodicals and magazines.
His debut novel āDance the Moon Downā, a story of love
against adversity during the First World War, gained him considerable critical
praise, being voted book of the month by āWall to Wall booksā
His second novel āWhippoorwillā tells of a passionate affair
between a young southern woman and a northern man at the beginning of the
American Civil War.
He is single and lives and works in Hertfordshire.
Good luck with your writing, Robert.
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