I love historical fiction and am delighted to have been asked by Katie Ashworth at Penguin to be part of the launch celebrations for The Bomb Girl Brides by Daisy Styles. I’m so sorry I haven’t been able to review yet but it gives me enormous pleasure to be able to share an exclusive guest post by Daisy Styles all about a day in her life.
The Bomb Girl Brides was published by Penguin on 28th June 2018 and is available for purchase in all the usual places including here.
The Bomb Girl Brides
It’s 1944 and Britain is a country at war. The young women of the Phoenix munitions factory are giving their all to the cause, but romance is beckoning . . .
The life of a Bomb Girl isn’t usually glamorous. But Maggie is getting married, so she is going to make sure her wedding day is – even if she does have to spend every other day slaving on the factory floor.
This blasted factory was not what Julia had in mind either. She had always dreamed of attending Oxford University rather than getting her hands dirty and the easy laughter of the other women intimidate her terribly.
But they are all here together in this munitions factory in a Lancashire mill town, sharing firsts, pitching in and getting on. Despite rationing, dangerous hard work and new situations these Bomb Girls are going to do their best at work, and in love.
A Day in the Life of Daisy Styles
A Guest Post by Daisy Styles
I HAVE 2 TYPICAL DAYS!
FULL ON WORK DAY
As soon as I wake up I’ll have the next section of the book formed in my head; it happens overnight, so grab some coffee, never hungry at this time, find my glasses, feed the dog then upstairs to my attic room study where if I’m left to my own devices I’d write flat out till mid-day. It is the very best part of the day for me. However my old black Labrador, Millie, who’s going blind gets in the way of Bomb Girls and we have to go round the local grave yard where she sniffs two thousand blades of grass before she relieves herself! However there are advantages to this tedious process because by the time I’m back home the sentences have run on in my head and I’m already well into the next chapter. So thanks for hassling me, Millie! It’s always been like that, I can physically stop writing but the story keeps on rolling as if it’s got a life of its own regardless of me.
I don’t eat much at lunch time because if I do I feel sleepy and that effects my writing, believe me it’s not like I’m not hungry I just don’t want to feel full and heavy, so soup or an apple and biscuit and back to work. Around 3 pm I flag – I need distraction, physical exercise, a swim, a bike ride, a chat with a pal – anything that means I’m not staring at the computer screen. I’ll return to work about six, usually editing which suits me at that time of the day as it’s a different form of writing or I’ll do some research, googling dates and events, and WW2 time lines, VERY important for saga writers otherwise my readers get cross and quite rightly tick me off. I pack up for the day around 7.30 pm, then supper, glass of wine, and TV, with my feet up in front of the wood-burner. Job done!
NON-WORK DAY- TREATS GALORE!
Jump in the car (regardless of the season) and drive to Norfolk or Suffolk where I’ll meet up with a friend. We walk all day on any of the wonderful beaches available to us.Make sure we have a really nice lunch in the Victoria at Holkham or the Wentworth at Aldburgh then walk a lot more, usually we stop for a rest and sun bathe (if it’s hot!) in the afternoon then off we go again.
Often stop overnight in “The White Horse” at Brancaster or the “Black Lion” in Walsingham – perfect end to a perfect day.
Thank you so much for telling us about your two days Daisy. I think I’d be much better at the second version than the first!
About Daisy Styles
Daisy Styles grew up in Lancashire surrounded by a family and community of strong women whose tales she loved to listen to. It was from these women, particularly her vibrant mother and Irish grandmother, that Daisy learned the art of storytelling. There was also the landscape of her childhood – wide, sweeping, empty moors and hills that ran as far as the eye could see – which was a perfect backdrop for a saga, a space big enough and wild enough to stage a drama, one about women’s lives during the Second World War.
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