It comes from the depths…

It's done. From the Depths is written, edited and passed muster with the beta readers. Formatting is almost finished, then it is off into the wild with it. And not before time.

The initial spark for this story was a documentary on the Loch Ness monster - almost eighteen months ago. An idea percolated in my subconscious, bubbling to the surface in a very different form than I had first envisaged.

When last we met Viola, in Eye of the Beholder, she had survived a harrowing experience. It would take some time for the after-effects to work out of her system. She needed a holiday. I did some research on medical therapies of the late 1800s. The story was set: an Autumn dip in the cold sea waters of the North Sea was just the thing Viola needed.

Cold water bathing was a common 19th century/Victorian therapy for melancholia and panic attack. . It was an ancient practice, used by the Greeks and ancient Egyptians and still practiced in parts of Europe  today.

So how does Viola fare on her sea-side adventure? Why don't you find out?

Viola Stewart returns for a third set of adventures. Viola needs a holiday. But even at the beach, there are things afoot. Seeing is believing… or is it?

(novelette length story)

Watch this space for more information for launch date in August.

Here's a preview of the book trailer:

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For more about Viola's adventures, follow this link. Click HERE to view more book trailers

Need to catch up on Viola's adventures? You can find the first two books at: the Club Table at Nullus Anxietas this weekend,  or online - details HERE.

Some Sea Bathing References (web):

Photo Friday: It’s Covered.

I took a trip down memory lane this week: #Whoviansau (ABC2) did a shout out for Doctor Who art. I delved into my fanzine collection and found these covers I had done for Blacklight (Gallifrey Doctor Who Appreciation Society fanzine), circa 1994. Breathing in all that dust was not a good idea. Hello sinus infection and bronchitis. Ugh. On a more positive note, I found a replacement dress dummy at Salvos (a fraction of the cost of a new one).

 

I am soldiering on with my writing (more on that in Sunday's post). I have a deadline looming and I can't disappoint you, Dear Reader. This week I've been wrangling convoluted timelines... Thank goodness for whiteboards. And here's a sneak preview of one of the elements planned for the cover of The Illusionist & Other Tales: Journal #3.

Photos ©2017 Karen Carlisle. All rights reserved.

Photo Friday: Updates, Surprises and Fortuitous Finds.

A few weeks ago I had a fall and damaged my spectacles. Since then, my anxiety levels had been escalating; just contemplating returning to an optometrist was bringing on palpitations. (It had been three years since I had  new specs and my vision had changed - due to avoidance. ) But I defied the Black Dog and collected my new pair yesterday. (Thank you to my Dearheart for providing emotional support.) Huzzah. I can read comfortabley (and breathe) again.

  

On a happier note: This was delivered this week. We'd found a discrepancy in a pack of pretzels (nothing horrendous, just some cooked dough that had bypassed the production line).  Thank you Smiths for a lovely surprise.

This week's opshop treasures include some Nerf guns and a 'fart blaster' - all destined for steampunking up for future costume projects - and a book on Early Settlers' Household Lore, with hints and recipes from 19th century Australian sources (perfect to add to my research pile for an upcoming writing project.)

I have a new photo app now I have my phone back in one piece - so I've been tinkering.

And lastly, I've been making some new signs for future events.

Photos ©2017 Karen Carlisle. All rights reserved.