<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371</id><updated>2012-02-20T18:19:41.795Z</updated><category term='The Afrika Reich'/><category term='The Economist'/><category term='Revenge'/><category term='Research'/><category term='Youwriteon.com'/><category term='The Wild Geese'/><category term='Madeleine'/><category term='Walter Hochburg'/><category term='Guy Saville writer'/><category term='Men on a Mission'/><category term='Fatherland'/><category term='Xavier March'/><category term='Dambe'/><category term='Tunnel'/><category term='Trilogy'/><category term='Train'/><category term='Kurtz'/><category term='Dachau'/><category term='Angola'/><category term='Days'/><category term='Where Eagles Dare'/><category term='PAA'/><category term='Divergence Point'/><category term='Heart of Darkness'/><category term='Burton Cole'/><category term='Writing Process'/><category term='SS-GB'/><category term='Arnim'/><category term='Thriller'/><category term='Ziege'/><category term='Patrick Whaler'/><category term='Casablanca Conference'/><category term='James Cameron'/><category term='Alternative History'/><category term='The Man in the High Castle'/><category term='Salois'/><category term='Prequel'/><category term='Apocalypse Now'/><category term='Dunkirk'/><category term='BK44'/><title type='text'>Guy Saville, writer</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the blog for THE AFRIKA REICH. Over the coming weeks I’m going to post an A-Z to accompany the book. The idea is to give readers some background information about my alternative history, how I wrote and researched it, the inspiration for the characters and maybe a word or two about the sequel...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-4841725259078228073</id><published>2012-02-17T19:12:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-20T18:16:04.882Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><title type='text'>365 days on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A year ago today THE AFRIKA REICH was published, which seems the perfect opportunity to take stock of the past 365 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrc_tU-f27E/Tz6hachBhoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wbSUJ1F523g/s1600/First-Birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrc_tU-f27E/Tz6hachBhoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wbSUJ1F523g/s320/First-Birthday.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I suppose the first thing to say is that the book was more successful than I ever imagined it would be. Prior to publication, my publisher wisely managed my expectations... but I’m glad to say I exceeded them. Although not on the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Sunday Times&lt;/i&gt; Bestsellers List (yet!), sales have been pretty decent with the book going into a second printing in hardback and fast approaching its fifth impression in paperback. I’ve already earned back my advance. Not bad for a novel which the majority of publishers in this country said had no commercial appeal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Equally gratifying was the critical attention the book received. Many non-writers won’t realise how difficult it is to get reviews. My publicist said one or two would be a good showing. To date TAR has been reviewed in eighteen publications from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Times&lt;/i&gt; in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;London&lt;/city&gt; to the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Star&lt;/i&gt; in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;New Zealand&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;. The &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Economist&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Express&lt;/i&gt; named it as one of their Best Books of 2011. I was particularly proud of this as it vindicated the conviction I had in the book when it was being rejected by everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;After its &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; publication the book began to sell abroad. So far TAR has been acquired by six countries (two of which I’m still waiting to sign contracts with before going public), including a significant two-book deal in the &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;United States&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;. With the foreign deals – and a rarity for an unknown debut author – came foreign publicity tours: a combination of media appearances, more hard work than you’d imagine and a sprinkling of glamour. Last year I went to &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;Madrid&lt;/state&gt; and &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Barcelona&lt;/city&gt;; next week I’m off to &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Oslo&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I don’t want to give the impression it’s all been fun and fireworks, however. It’s a time of great change in the publishing world and as always with change comes uncertainty and apprehension. No one quite knows what’s going to happen over the next few years: how the transition to ebooks will affect the industry or the potential damage on-line piracy can wreak. Books shops are also taking a hammering with Waterstones the only dedicated chain left and its prospects still in the balance. I’ve been directly affected by these issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I also feel that amidst this fretting about the technology of publishing, one question is often overlooked. Will people even continue to read? In a couple of generations from now, will the novel be as arcane as poetry? Sometimes, when I’m on a train for example, and see everybody plugged into ipods or texting madly but rarely reading (be that kindles or old-fashioned books) I do worry about my chosen vocation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNx8TFclH_g/Tz6pflrQc_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/UK8lU5Kv8hA/s1600/CIMG3000+TAR+JN.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNx8TFclH_g/Tz6pflrQc_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/UK8lU5Kv8hA/s320/CIMG3000+TAR+JN.JPG" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;TAR tops Nesbo in the charts!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;But today is not the occasion to dwell on this. It’s a time to focus on the positive. I’m often asked what aspect of getting published I’ve enjoyed the most. I have to say it’s not really seeing TAR in a book store or reviewed in a paper. It’s those unexpected moments of connecting with a reader I’ve never met, and this is best expressed in fan mail. So far I’ve had letters and emails from places as far flung as &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Belgium&lt;/country-region&gt;, &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Cape Town&lt;/city&gt;, &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Chile&lt;/country-region&gt;, &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;San Diego&lt;/city&gt;... even &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Mozambique&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;! These have been more gratifying than anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Which leads me on to the most important thing to say. Thanks to everyone who bought the book and has supported me these past 365 days. I really do appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Now all that remains is to celebrate... and what better way than a bowl of mango and strawberry trifle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-4841725259078228073?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4841725259078228073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/02/365-days-on.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/4841725259078228073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/4841725259078228073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/02/365-days-on.html' title='365 days on...'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrc_tU-f27E/Tz6hachBhoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wbSUJ1F523g/s72-c/First-Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-3019437576288209993</id><published>2012-02-12T12:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-02-12T12:55:46.586Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing Process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Cameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><title type='text'>J is for JAMES CAMERON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Before writing a single word of a novel I like to think about it. Think about it, ponder it, reflect on it. During that time I’m not only plotting and developing the characters I’m also working out how the minutiae of the story connect. In my opinion a novel is a mesh of connections. The more of these connections there are, no matter how subtle, the stronger the finished book will be. With &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; this process took the best part of a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;However, several months into the process, despite having an incipient plot, something was missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;E.L. Doctorow, the American author, once wrote, ‘You have to find the voice that allows you to write what you want to write... it’s a writer’s dirty little secret that language precedes the intentions.’ And that was my problem. I didn’t have a voice, that elusive something shoehorns the story into a context. To put it another way, what type of book was I trying to write? What was the tone? Something stately, detached and methodical, a tale lit by the grey light of dawn? A narrative related entirely from the German perspective: a type of self-critique? What about a black comedy? I toyed with all these possibilities and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMmLKzoO_nM/Tze2C0Ah6KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0r5RmDjOq2I/s1600/290601123_61e12d9405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMmLKzoO_nM/Tze2C0Ah6KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0r5RmDjOq2I/s320/290601123_61e12d9405.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In the end the lightbulb moment came from an unexpected source. I was watching the DVD extras to &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Aliens&lt;/i&gt; which included an interview with the film’s writer/director JAMES CAMERON (complete with the most ghastly jumper you ever saw). In it, he described his film as ‘a dark adventure story with a warm human heart’. That was it! &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; would rumble with the Nazis’ malevolent, savage vision for the continent but the story itself would be carried by the relationships of friends, both old and new. It seems so obvious now but back then this was a genuine moment of revelation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In the end my book combined elements of this and moved a considerable way from it, but Cameron’s words were the initial inspiration behind the tone of the narrative. I say ‘in the end’ because this reflects another, often overlooked element of writing a novel. It takes such a long time to complete one that both the person you are and the book you start with are different by the end. Even the act of writing the book – a process of discovery itself – morphs things. So whatever your initial vision, the best you can hope for is an interpretation of it. With a trilogy this dilemma is cubed... but that’s for another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-3019437576288209993?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3019437576288209993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/02/j-is-for-james-cameron.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3019437576288209993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3019437576288209993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/02/j-is-for-james-cameron.html' title='J is for JAMES CAMERON'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMmLKzoO_nM/Tze2C0Ah6KI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0r5RmDjOq2I/s72-c/290601123_61e12d9405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-8664002681418601672</id><published>2012-01-23T22:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:20:08.261Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ziege'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>Z is for ZIEGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I mentioned in the last blog entry how I would make up details and later, during my research, discover I’d alighted upon fact. The Ziege is a case in point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I assumed the Nazis would need some kind of jeep to allow them to negotiate Africa’s terrain – especially in places like &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Congo&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; where muddy roads and the rainy season would make travel difficult, so it wasn’t too big a leap of imagination to assume they’d have some kind of four-wheel drive. So I put this imagined vehicle into the book in one of the earliest scenes where &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; escapes from the Schädelplatz. Months later, when I read the Wehrmacht’s 1940 plans for the occupation of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Central Africa&lt;/place&gt;, I came across a reference about developing a ‘multi-terrain automobile’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NmmWmqOPdxI/Tx3cPShGzAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4DP1XCDHrco/s1600/kubel_top.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NmmWmqOPdxI/Tx3cPShGzAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4DP1XCDHrco/s320/kubel_top.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Zieges were partly inspired by the Kübelwagen (pictured), a military car designed by Porsche, built by Volkswagen and in which Hitler took a personal interest. Crucially, although over 50 000 ‘Kübels’ were built during the war they were not four-wheel drive (even those deployed in the Sahara for the &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;North Africa&lt;/place&gt; campaign). That would have been the innovation that saw the Ziege become the Nazis’ vehicle of choice in the equatorial regions. ‘Ziege’ itself means ‘goat’ an animal well known for its ability to navigate tricky terrain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;One purely speculative idea I had was that this vehicle would eventually be adopted by the civilian car market as happened in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;America&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; with the Jeep. So I had an image of the avenues of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Germania&lt;/place&gt; thronging with Volkswagens and BMWs and cutting through them the hulking shapes of Zieges. A Chelsea-tractor or Hummer for the Nazi age – with all the corresponding grumbles. Alternative history or not, some things never change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-8664002681418601672?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8664002681418601672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/01/z-is-for-ziege.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8664002681418601672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8664002681418601672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/01/z-is-for-ziege.html' title='Z is for ZIEGE'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NmmWmqOPdxI/Tx3cPShGzAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/4DP1XCDHrco/s72-c/kubel_top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-539577429350456177</id><published>2012-01-08T19:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-12T12:56:27.018Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing Process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revenge'/><title type='text'>R is for RESEARCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The very first RESEARCH question I had to ask was: did the Nazis ever have any plans for &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;? If I’d drawn a complete blank here it’s unlikely I would have continued with the book. As it happens (and as you’ll know from reading the book) they did. Lots. My initial investigations mostly provided details about the Nazis’ schemes for &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/country-region&gt; – perhaps the best known aspect of their ambitions for &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;. This is the setting and subject for Book 2. Looking beyond the &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Indian Ocean&lt;/place&gt;, however, I also discovered plenty of information for the continent itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Although I continued to do research throughout the writing of the book, the main work was done in two blocks: before I began to write, and after I’d finished the fourth draft. The initial research was to get the overall structure of the Nazis’ plans – the big picture, if you will. The second phase involved a lot more detailed research to tease out specifics, everything from Himmler’s recommendation for breakfast in &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt; to the thickness of the tarmac on the autobahn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The actual process of research was akin to mining: going through deeper and deeper layers to find riches. I began with general texts about the period and then using the page notes and bibliographies was able to source more specialised works of history which in turn revealed ever more obscure books eventually leading back to specific archive documents. For instance, Michael Burleigh’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Third Reich&lt;/i&gt; has only five references to &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt; in over 800 pages – but each of those was listed in the endnotes offering an array of secondary, often more academic works and so on. I tracked down the latter in various libraries and universities around the world. The British Library was a particularly helpful source of information as was a compendious report on &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Congo&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;/place&gt; written by British Naval Intelligence – I got hold of a declassified copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HwvtLsGQQc/Twnu9mGU9jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rIdXCqAmM1w/s1600/Blog+Research+Pic.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HwvtLsGQQc/Twnu9mGU9jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rIdXCqAmM1w/s320/Blog+Research+Pic.JPG" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;People often ask me how many books I read to research &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt;. To be honest I lost count – but it must have been in excess of 50-60.&amp;nbsp;Here's a photo of just some of the volumes I ploughed through. (NB – you might not be able to read the spine of the top book. It’s a 1940s guide to military demolition which I got for Dolan’s character!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Perhaps the most curious thing about the research – doubtless a consequence of spending so much time immured in Nazi Africa – was that I’d invent certain details only to find later that they were true. The best example of this is how the Nazis planned to redraw the map of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;. In various texts I read about a map that Kriegsmarine (the navy) and the Foreign Ministry in Berlin had drawn up for Africa, yet despite spending years trying to locate a copy I never could; so in the end the map you see at the beginning of the book was speculative. Then, in the summer of 2009, after I’d &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;finished&lt;/i&gt; writing and the book was being to submitted to publishers I finally got hold of the map. To my amazement it was almost exactly how I had envisioned it. All that was needed to get it 100% accurate was the inclusion of a few details, such as naval bases in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Dakar&lt;/city&gt; and &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Conakry&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;, and a little bit of tweaking along certain borders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How is this possible? I once heard an interview with Sarah Waters and she said something similar about her research. The explanation she offered is that when you start doing a lot of it you end up with the mindset of the period/people you’re writing about – and the details flow from that. Without wanting to suggest I think like a Nazi, I couldn’t agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;R is also for REVENGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If the book has a central theme it’s REVENGE. Indeed this is a theme that is explored over the narrative of all three books. Although I never intended too obvious a parallel, I certainly see &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; as a post-9/11 book. In the weeks after the World Trade Centre was attacked there was definitely a mood for revenge in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;America&lt;/country-region&gt;, a mood that led to the mountains of &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/country-region&gt; and deserts of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Iraq&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;/place&gt;. &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/city&gt;&lt;/place&gt;’s journey can be seen as a critique of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9J0uttR0jWg/TwntOi1QN-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/JH4c0QEBJrA/s1600/Revenge+Pic+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9J0uttR0jWg/TwntOi1QN-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/JH4c0QEBJrA/s1600/Revenge+Pic+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;On a lighter note, if – as the old Klingon proverb goes – revenge is a dish best served cold then it’s worth noting that &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; swears he never kills in cold blood; indeed when he comes to avenge himself he does so in the oppressive heat of Kongo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Happy New Year to everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-539577429350456177?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/539577429350456177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/01/r-is-for-research.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/539577429350456177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/539577429350456177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2012/01/r-is-for-research.html' title='R is for RESEARCH'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HwvtLsGQQc/Twnu9mGU9jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rIdXCqAmM1w/s72-c/Blog+Research+Pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-2911292943166333347</id><published>2011-12-30T15:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:35:40.021Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wild Geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick Whaler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prequel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><title type='text'>P is for PATRICK WHALER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;PATRICK WHALER, an aging American mercenary, began his fictional life as Jacques Salois: a 30-something Belgian legionnaire. How did one morph into the other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As a writer one of the things that fascinates me is archetypes. Amongst the most popular is the old wise man or mentor, a character that instructs the hero in the ways of the world. As I was developing &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; it occurred to me that my narrative lacked this figure. I had two central good guys in the shape of &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; and Salois but they were matched as equals, both the same age and with similar skills. I realised I would have a stronger relationship to explore if &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/city&gt;&lt;/place&gt; had a mentor-figure with him… but I didn’t want to make it quite that straight forward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;So Patrick can’t be entirely relied upon. He’s prepared to abandon &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; to save himself, even threatens to shoot him at one point; as a mentor he’s ambiguous. Actually Patrick is one of a number of father-figures &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; encounters in the book from his real father to Hochburg, none of whom offer much safety or stability: a subtle undermining of the concept of Fatherland so cherished by the Nazis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Up to this point I was still using the character of Salois albeit an older version than initially conceived. It was my agent who suggested I make him American&amp;nbsp;in the hope that&amp;nbsp;it might give the book more appeal State-side. There was no particular reason why Salois had to be Belgian (indeed in an early draft of the original version of the book he was Asian!) so I made the change. I don’t think it had an effect on my &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/country-region&gt; deal but as an unforeseen boon it gave me an easy route into explaining &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;America&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;’s role in my alternative history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;For some reason I’ve had more suggestions from readers as to how they depict Patrick than any other character, everything from George Peppard to an aging Harrison Ford. Personally I always half-saw him looking like Richard Burton in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Wild Geese&lt;/i&gt;. There was the aging-warrior-in-Africa connection, but most of all I liked the link with Burton’s character in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Where Eagles Dare&lt;/i&gt;... it was like catching up with him twenty years later to see what had become of the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luNYEsDvyAU/Tv3W7JPrk1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/osTv39bgnjI/s1600/Patrick+Pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luNYEsDvyAU/Tv3W7JPrk1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/osTv39bgnjI/s400/Patrick+Pic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Two other pieces of trivia. 1) Originally his surname was Whalen – but a lot of the time when I typed it ‘Whaler’ came out, till eventually it stuck. 2) Patrick is trying to get back to his daughter who’s living in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Baltimore&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; and hates it. Why &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Baltimore&lt;/city&gt; of all cities in the &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;? Because while I was writing those scenes I was watching &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Wire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As for Jacques Salois... well the name didn’t go entirely to waste. He’s one of the main characters in Book 2, back in his Belgian form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;P is also for PREQUEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;While &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; was being rejected by publishers I began looking for a new project. If the book wasn’t going to make it into print it seemed a shame to squander the characters so I began to think how I might use them elsewhere. I was drawn to the idea of Patrick’s lapsed idealism and wondered what it would be like to see him as a young man full of conviction. Since I’d made reference to the Spanish Civil War that seemed the most obvious line to take… and so I developed an unrelated PREQUEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Called &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Seven Bridges to Toledo&lt;/i&gt;, it’s about a bullion heist during &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;/place&gt;’s war. Highly influenced by the Spaghetti Western (more of which another time) it tells the story of Arch Stanton, a British engineer and the hero, Patrick and Tunscher (another of the main characters in Book 2) as they try to wrestle the gold across &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;. The plot was full of twists and double-crosses and also featured ‘cameos’ from Hochburg and Cranley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I never actually wrote the book but do have it planned out. Whether it ever sees the light of day will depend on the continuing success of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; and if I want to go back and revisit the story. Time will tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-2911292943166333347?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2911292943166333347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/p-is-for-patrick-whaler.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/2911292943166333347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/2911292943166333347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/p-is-for-patrick-whaler.html' title='P is for PATRICK WHALER'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luNYEsDvyAU/Tv3W7JPrk1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/osTv39bgnjI/s72-c/Patrick+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-1055296632963751154</id><published>2011-12-11T19:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:36:38.079Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casablanca Conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alternative History'/><title type='text'>C is for CASABLANCA CONFERENCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Another break from the blog – this time due to a back injury (I’ve torn a muscle) which means sitting to write is painful. Actually, it’s not only a physical issue; I’m currently working on Book 2 and it’s difficult to write about one-time legionnaires involved in all sorts of rough and tumble when just sitting down hurts! Anyway, enough of my ailments and on with the A-Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If my alternate history begins with the divergence point of Dunkirk, it consolidates with the CASABLANCA CONFERENCE of 1943 where Hitler and Prime Minster Halifax meet to carve up &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;. The obvious inspiration for this was the 1884 Berlin Conference where the 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Century powers met to divide the continent (the so-called ‘The Scramble for &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;’) . There was also a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; Casablanca Conference, also in 1943, also at the Anfa hotel (pictured below) where Churchill and Roosevelt met to discuss opening up a second front in &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Europe&lt;/place&gt;. This is one of things I enjoyed doing most with the book – taking real historical moments/facts and bending them to my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4cueabmQHw/TuUBnXxPcQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Dt7NYa2Y4Zs/s1600/Anfa+hotel.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4cueabmQHw/TuUBnXxPcQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Dt7NYa2Y4Zs/s400/Anfa+hotel.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;By the way – watch out for a literal reference to ‘&lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Casablanca&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;’ in Book 2 which will help explain the symbolism of Hochburg’s and Eleanor’s relationship... in case you’ve overlooked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Casablanca Conference leads to a decade of uneasy peace before my story picks up in 1952. But why did I choose that year? There were two main reasons, one of which I’ll come back to in ‘F is for...’. The second is that I wanted a date that was significant, iconic (if I dare use that most over-employed of words). 1952 was the beginning of an epoch that lasts to this day; it was the year Elizabeth II came to the throne. Indeed the majority of people in the &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; have known no other monarch. Just as a period of real history began in 1952, so does my alternative one. Like I said: I enjoy bending reality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-1055296632963751154?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1055296632963751154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/c-is-for-casablanca-conference.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/1055296632963751154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/1055296632963751154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/c-is-for-casablanca-conference.html' title='C is for CASABLANCA CONFERENCE'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D4cueabmQHw/TuUBnXxPcQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Dt7NYa2Y4Zs/s72-c/Anfa+hotel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-2735211034805461822</id><published>2011-10-23T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:00:21.963+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burton Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SS-GB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divergence Point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatherland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alternative History'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dunkirk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dambe'/><title type='text'>D is for DIVERGENCE POINT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If you’re writing an alternative history sooner or later you have to settle on a ‘DIVERGENCE POINT’ – i.e. the moment when real, recorded history ends and a new, alternative one begins. In &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;SS-GB&lt;/i&gt; it’s the successful invasion of Britain by the Nazis, in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fatherland&lt;/i&gt; when Hitler defeats the Soviet Union in 1943. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I settled upon Dunkirk and instead of giving the British a miraculous escape, I had them slaughtered on the beaches. Why did I choose this point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_fFUF8Enac/TqRU_H9XYRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gz1WisQp9Ks/s1600/atonement4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" rda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_fFUF8Enac/TqRU_H9XYRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gz1WisQp9Ks/s320/atonement4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;One of the themes of the book is the myths we cling to (think of Burton and his mother) and I wanted to echo this in the larger structure of the narrative. Dunkirk is often seen as the epitome of British pluck; a defeat that has somehow morphed into a victory and is seen as one of the country’s finest hours. Indeed, newspapers still refer to the ‘Dunkirk spirit’ in a whole variety of situations – from Brits abroad coping with crises to the dreary comebacks of our national soccer team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I was intrigued by debunking this notion and having Dunkirk as a disaster. Instead of being a narrow escape it was a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;coup de grace&lt;/i&gt; that led Britain to negotiate with Nazi Germany, leaving us with peace but less national pride. Of course, once I had changed this, other aspects of the alternative history fell into place as a consequence. With Britain out of the war much earlier there was less need for American involvement; having to fight on only one front meant Germany could concentrate all its forces against the USSR and win (though as a nod to Harris, I kept the same date of 1943).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In reality, the reasons behind Hitler’s decision not to annihilate the British at Dunkirk remain a mystery. Some historians think it was down to incompetence, others that it would appeal to Britain’s sense of fair play, making them more amenable to negotiation. In my world there’s a very specific reason why Hitler doesn’t attack... though you’ll have to wait till the Prologue of Book 3 to find out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;D is also for DAMBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In action adventure stories the hero often has some skill in martial arts. I wanted to give Burton the same but felt something like kung fu or karate would be impossibly crass. So I went looking to see if there was an African equivalent. As it turns out there were several including: kokawa, musangwe, ‘nuba’. In the end I opted for dambe, a West Africa form of boxing because a) I’d already place Burton’s upbringing in that part of the continent b) it just looked vicious and chimed with the character’s more violent streak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;You can see an example of dambe on this clip from CNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/aWF_ARr91bs/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWF_ARr91bs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWF_ARr91bs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Curiously both I and Burton seem to have out-grown dambe... so it may not be back in Book 2. What does everyone else think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-2735211034805461822?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2735211034805461822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/10/d-is-for-divergence-point.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/2735211034805461822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/2735211034805461822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/10/d-is-for-divergence-point.html' title='D is for DIVERGENCE POINT'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_fFUF8Enac/TqRU_H9XYRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/gz1WisQp9Ks/s72-c/atonement4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-8189712725132275515</id><published>2011-10-13T22:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T22:13:00.293+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dachau'/><title type='text'>Dachau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_55JDyvVKuI/TpRwCIkNvAI/AAAAAAAAADw/hxHvqj1PhaE/s1600/IMG_0736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_55JDyvVKuI/TpRwCIkNvAI/AAAAAAAAADw/hxHvqj1PhaE/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Followers of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/theafrikareich"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; will know that I’ve recently returned from a research trip to Germany. The main purpose was to visit a site that will play a key role in Book 2. I’ll tell you about that sometime next year as I gear up for the publication of the sequel. In the meantime (and before the A-Z resumes) I wanted to share some thoughts about my visit to Dachau – the first of the Nazis’ concentration camps, opened as soon as they came to power in 1933. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I had expected it to be a place of quiet reflection and reverence, but was surprised – you could even say shocked – at some of the behaviour I saw there. The first jolt came as I got off the train at Dachau station to find a McDonalds. Doubtless fearing bad publicity they have at least been tactful enough to make sure you can’t photograph the word ‘Dachau’ with the golden arches behind them, nevertheless it wasn’t quite the sombre arrival I expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;From the station it’s fifteen minutes by bus to the camp itself. The entrance to the museum is tasteful and discreet – which is more than can be said about the groups of German school kids waiting to go inside. Again, to my utter surprise, they were laughing and joking; it could have been any ordinary school-trip. (In fairness I should add such behaviour wasn’t just the preserve of Germans: I also saw an American tourist posing for a thumbs-up photograph by the ‘&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Arbeit Macht Frei’&lt;/i&gt; sign).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What should we make of this? Talking to other people who’ve visited the camp, mine is clearly not a unique experience. Perhaps it’s the laughter of nerves. Or a lack of empathy. Maybe just indifference. I know historians have written about this, calling it a process of ‘normalisation’: how events of the Third Reich have no more resonance to Generation Z than, say, the reign of Caligula. Perhaps as someone who has written an entertainment about the period, I’m in no position to criticise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Enough of other people. How did I find the experience? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;It was all relentlessly grim. An assault on the psyche. Not just in the broadest sense of man’s inhumanity to man but in the details of the daily degradations inmates were subjected to. It was that I felt the most: one’s privacy and dignity constantly assailed. And assailed by a group of inadequate, sadistic bullies. Touring the camp there was no respite. Even the memorials (including the extraordinary sculpture on the parade ground; detail pictured) had a harrowing quality to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I stayed for five hours and couldn’t face all of it; I gave the punishment block and crematorium a miss. And on my way back to Munich (and the security of a comfortable hotel and decent dinner) I kept thinking of a line by the Indian poet Tagore. Nothing sums up my visit better: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;‘&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;When I go home, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unimaginable&lt;/i&gt;’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-8189712725132275515?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8189712725132275515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/10/dachau_13.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8189712725132275515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8189712725132275515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/10/dachau_13.html' title='Dachau'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_55JDyvVKuI/TpRwCIkNvAI/AAAAAAAAADw/hxHvqj1PhaE/s72-c/IMG_0736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-1306076587747269237</id><published>2011-09-15T00:01:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:01:00.635+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatherland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arnim'/><title type='text'>O is for OUT NOW IN PAPERBACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And here it is, the book the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Telegraph&lt;/i&gt; is calling, ‘&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fatherland&lt;/i&gt; for an action movie age’ and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Times&lt;/i&gt;, ‘An horrific reimagining of the &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Dark Continent&lt;/place&gt;’:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yalvpnZMPSc/Tm56d_rqcOI/AAAAAAAAADg/kw2zDvcSU08/s1600/Afrika+Reich+paperback.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yalvpnZMPSc/Tm56d_rqcOI/AAAAAAAAADg/kw2zDvcSU08/s640/Afrika+Reich+paperback.jpg" width="416" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;O is also for OPERATION NELKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is the name of Arnim’s operation to invade &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Angola&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; in my book. Although plans for a Nazi occupation of &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Angola&lt;/country-region&gt; were discussed as early as 1937, no official operation name was ever designated to it (unlike Operations Banana and Sisal the proposed conquest of, respectively, West and &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Central Africa&lt;/place&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Despite having to make up a name for the operation, I wanted it to have some historical resonance. In 1974, there was a coup d’etat in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/country-region&gt; that eventually led to &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Angola&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;’s independence (and later civil war). This was known as the ‘Carnation Revolution’ because no shots were fired; instead flowers were put in the barrels of rifles. I liked the irony of that in relation to my alternative history, hence ‘Nelke’ – the German for carnation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-1306076587747269237?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1306076587747269237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-is-for-out-now-in-paperback.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/1306076587747269237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/1306076587747269237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-is-for-out-now-in-paperback.html' title='O is for OUT NOW IN PAPERBACK!'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yalvpnZMPSc/Tm56d_rqcOI/AAAAAAAAADg/kw2zDvcSU08/s72-c/Afrika+Reich+paperback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-8626253749321486291</id><published>2011-09-10T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:01:06.343+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trilogy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tunnel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apocalypse Now'/><title type='text'>T is for TUNNEL &amp; TRAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;One of the concepts for &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; was to make it an action thriller. Obviously this requires &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;action!&lt;/i&gt; Lots of it. Beyond individual chases and fights, however, I wanted to put in a couple of big set-pieces, sequences that would last several chapters. The first of these, where the &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; and Neliah strands connect, is the TUNNEL scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I wrote in a previous blog how writing is as much to do with logical deduction as it is with inspiration – so it was with the tunnel. I didn’t start with the tunnel battle and work the plot around it, rather the other way round. Early on in the planning of the book I introduced the concept of the PAA (Pan African Autobahn). However, I wanted it to be more than just a background idea; I wanted it to be integral to the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Initially I planned to have a battle set on the tarmac itself but soon realised I needed something more claustrophobic, something from which the characters couldn’t easily escape. And this is where the logical deduction bit comes in. The most obvious way to combine roads, battles and claustrophobia was with a tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As for the TRAIN sequence, well, this proves the maxim that nothing is ever wasted for a writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5LCMdU8Cmk/TmqZPQ_drlI/AAAAAAAAADc/IeqvjXEkkWY/s1600/Traininthesnow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5LCMdU8Cmk/TmqZPQ_drlI/AAAAAAAAADc/IeqvjXEkkWY/s320/Traininthesnow.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Back in my teens I wrote a screenplay called &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fortress Europe&lt;/i&gt;. This was set in the last winter of World War 2 and was about a heist of Nazi gold. The climax of the film was a big action set-piece on a bullion-loaded train hurtling through a frozen landscape (itself inspired by the Monet picture above). Obviously nothing came of the screenplay but the idea stuck with me... even if by the time I used it again snow and ice had been replaced with the heat of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Angola&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;/place&gt;. The helicopter gunships were a later addition inspired by &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Apocalypse Now&lt;/i&gt; (again!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T is also for TRILOGY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Trilogy – the unmentionable word. From the outset &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; was conceived as a three part story with a definite beginning (Book 1), middle and end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I’m often asked how much of it I’ve already planned. I’d be exaggerating if I said I had every nuance of the three books sorted, nevertheless I know all the key moments and the general arc of the story. The final chapters of the final book have been worked out in detail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;But there’s a twist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;For commercial reasons my publisher only committed to the first two parts (i.e. they want to see how successful they are), so I need to keep selling in decent quantities if I’m to finish Burton’s and Hochburg’s story. Which is why I’m always grateful when readers recommend their friends to buy a copy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-8626253749321486291?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8626253749321486291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/t-is-for-tunnel-train.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8626253749321486291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8626253749321486291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/t-is-for-tunnel-train.html' title='T is for TUNNEL &amp; TRAIN'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5LCMdU8Cmk/TmqZPQ_drlI/AAAAAAAAADc/IeqvjXEkkWY/s72-c/Traininthesnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-3087614376923906532</id><published>2011-08-29T23:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:44:51.318+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burton Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xavier March'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SS-GB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Man in the High Castle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatherland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><title type='text'>X is for XAVIER MARCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj_w_dk9TDU/TlwVY5LIErI/AAAAAAAAADU/qX3aFpGEGcM/s1600/201px-RobertHarris_Fatherland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj_w_dk9TDU/TlwVY5LIErI/AAAAAAAAADU/qX3aFpGEGcM/s200/201px-RobertHarris_Fatherland.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If you’re reading this blog there’s a high chance you’re interested in alternative history. If you’re interested in alternative history then there’s an even higher chance you’re read Robert Harris’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fatherland&lt;/i&gt;. In my opinion it’s the apogee of the genre and a damn fine thriller to boot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;(As a quick aside, I should say a word about alternative history. The ‘definitive’ novel of the genre is &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Man in the High Castle&lt;/i&gt; and it’s noteworthy that this is a work of science fiction. Purists would argue that &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fatherland&lt;/i&gt; isn’t really alternative history, only its milieu is. I tend to agree – which is why I see &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; as foremost a thriller, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; alternative history.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;One of the reasons &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fatherland&lt;/i&gt; is such a satisfying read is because of the main character: XAVIER MARCH, an investigator with Berlin’s criminal police (and a God send for author’s writing A-Zs and wondering what they’ll do with those tricky last letters of the alphabet). It was a lesson for me. If &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; was going to succeed beyond the setting and plot, the characters would have to be people readers cared for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVkSs8F8H0g/TlwVxiPMiCI/AAAAAAAAADY/43BCYQotp3A/s1600/Fatherland_35717_Medium.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVkSs8F8H0g/TlwVxiPMiCI/AAAAAAAAADY/43BCYQotp3A/s320/Fatherland_35717_Medium.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;That said, there’s no Xavier March equivalent in my book. March is a more morally straightforward character than &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;. Although a member of the SS, he’s motivated by a desire to know the truth about the world he lives in, and uncovering corruption and murder at the heart of the Reich. In many ways he’s a crusader. &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/city&gt;’s motives are entirely personal; he’s indifferent to the Nazis’ plans for &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt; apart from when they intersect his individual needs. As I once said to my editor: ‘the bad guys are bad, but the good guys aren’t necessarily good’. I’ll come back to this subject in ‘E is for...’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Returning to &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Fatherland&lt;/i&gt;, in essence it’s a crime thriller, you could even go so far as to say a whodunit. Harris’s book followed in the tradition of Len Deighton’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;SS-GB&lt;/i&gt; which is an espionage thriller. It occurred to me that the victorious Third Reich element of these books (although intrinsic to the plot) is a backdrop to variations on thriller. Since the crime and spy sub-genre had already been done, I wanted to do something fresh with &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt; – hence the reason I chose to make it an action/adventure thriller, more of which next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;PS – just in case you’re wondering why I’ve included a picture of Rutger Hauer here dressed in black, he played Xavier March in the HBO adaptation of the novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-3087614376923906532?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3087614376923906532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/x-is-for-xavier-march.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3087614376923906532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3087614376923906532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/x-is-for-xavier-march.html' title='X is for XAVIER MARCH'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj_w_dk9TDU/TlwVY5LIErI/AAAAAAAAADU/qX3aFpGEGcM/s72-c/201px-RobertHarris_Fatherland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-961235297220395002</id><published>2011-08-22T22:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:47:51.565+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burton Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BK44'/><title type='text'>B is for BURTON COLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Names are very important to me. I can’t write a character until I have his or her name. With BURTON I wanted something monosyllabic and hard sounding, hence COLE. It was also important that I find some connection with Africa. I immediately thought of the great African explorers – Livingstone, Stanley – but considered their names too obvious. Luckily, years before I had read the biography of a more obscure figure: Sir Richard Burton, amongst other things: a linguist, spy and discoverer of the source of the Nile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;One of the questions I get asked most often is whether Burton is based on me. Of course it’s impossible to distance yourself entirely from your creations but in essence there is no connection between us. He’s certainly not an autobiographical character. So where did he come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Good question. And I’m not entirely sure of the answer. Apart from the name, he’s very different in temperament and background to the character in the original, unpublishable &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Africa Reich&lt;/i&gt;. The person he is now simply emerged as I was planning and researching the new version. As a hero he’s also an amalgamation of my influences, so there’s a sprinkling of the heroes from Greek mythology, Japanese chanbara tales, the spaghetti western, John Buchan, Graham Greene and maybe a certain Dr Jones. This is not an exhaustive list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uusCrd4PkJo/TlLKECAsonI/AAAAAAAAADE/5ymJob-YhW8/s1600/Burton+Pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uusCrd4PkJo/TlLKECAsonI/AAAAAAAAADE/5ymJob-YhW8/s400/Burton+Pic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As for everything else, writing is a combination of inspiration and logic. So although the idea of him liking mango juice, for instance, came on a whim, other things – such as the character being a mercenary – were the consequence of logical deduction. I didn’t want Burton to be a German soldier and if he was identifiably a British officer this would cause problems for the plot, so this presented me with an obvious choice... which in turn made me think where he was trained. I wanted him to be part of an elite fighting force, and again I wanted an African connection, but all of this had to be in the context of him being an outsider. It wasn’t long after this that I reached for a copy of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Beau Geste&lt;/i&gt; (a famous novel about the French Foreign Legion). That he is a Major is a little reference/in-joke – which you may or may not get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The quality I admire most about Burton is his single-mindedness. He’s not interested in the trivia that seems to overwhelm our lives. I certainly can’t imagine him indulging in small talk at a party (here there is definitely an autobiographical element!). All he wants to do is survive. Survive, get back to Madeleine and be a quince farmer. I can understand that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;B is also for BK44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hhce4xffqHM/TlLKtYeN3vI/AAAAAAAAADM/dh9gAXbzYGE/s1600/300px-Sturmgewehr_44.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hhce4xffqHM/TlLKtYeN3vI/AAAAAAAAADM/dh9gAXbzYGE/s1600/300px-Sturmgewehr_44.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In preparation for the conquest of Africa, the Nazis began to develop an assault rifle that could function in the humidity of the tropics. However, as the war turned against them, and it was clear they weren’t heading towards the equator, the designs for this rifle morphed into the StG44 (pictured). Later these were appropriated by one Comrade Kalashnikov. My fictitiously named weapon – &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;die Bananen Kanone&lt;/i&gt; – draws on all these elements. The ‘B’ refers to the banana shaped magazine; the K is a nod to the AK47; and the 44 refers not only to the StG but also the year Congo is invaded in my alternative history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-961235297220395002?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/961235297220395002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/b-is-for-burton-cole.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/961235297220395002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/961235297220395002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/b-is-for-burton-cole.html' title='B is for BURTON COLE'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uusCrd4PkJo/TlLKECAsonI/AAAAAAAAADE/5ymJob-YhW8/s72-c/Burton+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-7809036832628771776</id><published>2011-08-22T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:44:53.827+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kurtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart of Darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Hochburg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apocalypse Now'/><title type='text'>W is for WALTER HOCHBURG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaQz4IvS5KU/TlLNXa4-gBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hA79H5j_MZw/s1600/apocalypse_now-021246871683.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaQz4IvS5KU/TlLNXa4-gBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hA79H5j_MZw/s320/apocalypse_now-021246871683.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; seemed to emerge from the ether, then WALTER E HOCHBURG was based on Kurtz from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Heart of Darkness&lt;/i&gt; – at least to begin with. I wanted a character who was a mixture of the messianic and murderous, a man with an obsession to ‘civilise’ &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;. Unlike Conrad’s character, however, and because of the genre I was writing in, he is much more clearly flagged as the villain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;That said, I wanted to create a carnivalesque villain, one who combined the elements of mass murderer with all the best jokes. I also wanted to portray his backstory as sympathetically as possible. Some readers have commented on their moral queasiness about this – but that’s exactly the effect I was aiming for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Physically, my initial instinct was to play against type with Hochburg and make him a slight man (I always had in mind the British stage actor Michael Pennington). I was intrigued by the idea of so much energy, power and violence emanating from such an inconsequential figure. However, when I wrote the book and pictured Hochburg in my mind, he was always a bigger, broad-shouldered character; the type of person who fills a room with his physical presence. I resisted this depiction of him for ages, till finally – in the fourth draft of the book – I relented and changed his description to what we have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;His baldness comes from &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Brandon&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;’s Colonel Kurtz in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Apocalypse Now&lt;/i&gt;, another source for the character. This is also where he gets his first name (never mentioned by Conrad) and initial. The latter was an in-joke between John Milius and George Lucas (the writers of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Apocalypse&lt;/i&gt;) and was a reference to Walt E. Disney. I like this type of layering of references; in fact my book is packed with them which I’m sure discerning readers are picking up on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As for the name Hochburg... well, I don’t want to give away all my secrets! But if you look up ‘Hoch’ and ‘Burg’ in a German dictionary I’m sure you’ll get the allusion. (NB – please don’t post the answer in the comments section.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-7809036832628771776?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7809036832628771776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/w-is-for-walter-hochburg.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/7809036832628771776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/7809036832628771776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/w-is-for-walter-hochburg.html' title='W is for WALTER HOCHBURG'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaQz4IvS5KU/TlLNXa4-gBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hA79H5j_MZw/s72-c/apocalypse_now-021246871683.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-9218286104159997591</id><published>2011-08-09T23:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:34:21.825+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madeleine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wild Geese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men on a Mission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where Eagles Dare'/><title type='text'>M is for MEN ON A MISSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgctoTUL1yE/TkGxhfqcyYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SPUOJ-asan8/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgctoTUL1yE/TkGxhfqcyYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SPUOJ-asan8/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Before I start, a quick apology for not replying to people’s comments until today. For some reason Blogger kept locking me out of the system – hence my silence. I think I’ve sorted it so hopefully will be able to respond from now on. Anyway… M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When I say I had to start from scratch, I mean it. The only elements I kept from the original version were the title (see also ‘K is for...’), setting and two character names: Burton Cole and Walter Hochburg, more of whom shortly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I began by jettisoning the idea of &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; as a journalist looking for a scoop. It worked in the original version of the book but was insufficiently dramatic for a thriller. An obvious alternative suggested itself. Instead of going to interview Hochburg, &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; should plan to assassinate him. This in turn lent itself to a ‘MEN ON A MISSION’ (MoM) plot, something in the vein of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Wild Geese&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Where Eagles Dare&lt;/i&gt;, two of my favourite MoM books/films.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;MoM plots have an established structure. The hero is offered a mission (usually by an enigmatic figure); he recruits his team (a combination of old friends and new blood who squabble incessantly); they train, then are dropped behind enemy lines. At this point something goes terribly wrong (often involving a double-cross). The team now have to ‘overcome and adapt’, some are killed, before finally – impossibly – they pull off the mission. Then it’s back home for tea and medals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This is how the new version of TAR originally began... then I had a flash of inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Instead of following the old clichés, wouldn’t it be more interesting to subvert the genre? Rather than ending with ‘mission accomplished’, what about beginning the book that way? MoM stories rarely show you how the heroes get home (think of that last scene in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Where Eagles Dare &lt;/i&gt;when Smith and Schaffer just doze off in the plane). What if the journey home took up the majority of the narrative? What if all the twists and betrayals and action &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;followed&lt;/i&gt; the assassination of Hochburg – rather than leading up to it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;It was a moment of inspiration and the start of more than two and a half years of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;M is also for MADELEINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zPB0eWQ6vV0/TkGzaXoqk6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/SCb9nCd8bUE/s1600/AML+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zPB0eWQ6vV0/TkGzaXoqk6I/AAAAAAAAAC8/SCb9nCd8bUE/s200/AML+-+Copy.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In the past couple of years I’ve noticed a lot of Madeleines appearing in fiction. I wonder if this is to do with the publicity surrounding Madeleine McCann. My Maddie was christened many years before and drew her name from Madeleine Albright (former &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;US&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; Secretary of State) – although she didn’t look like her! I often get asked who I’d cast in a film version of TAR. The honest answer is I don’t really think about it... apart from Maddie who I always saw being played by a Romanian actress called Alexandra Maria Lara. Indeed I used to keep this photo of her on my desk and every time &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Burton&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; flagged in his journey home I’d look at it and urge him on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-9218286104159997591?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9218286104159997591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/m-is-for-men-on-mission.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/9218286104159997591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/9218286104159997591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/m-is-for-men-on-mission.html' title='M is for MEN ON A MISSION'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgctoTUL1yE/TkGxhfqcyYI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SPUOJ-asan8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-3551893294439228611</id><published>2011-08-01T23:32:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T12:56:57.036Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youwriteon.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing Process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><title type='text'>Y is for YOUWRITEON.COM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;After the 2002 version of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Africa Reich&lt;/i&gt; was rejected I wrote another two novels (one on Barbary pirates, the other a dark love story about forgery) neither of which found any success. Every time I looked around for a new project, however, I kept coming back to &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;TAR&lt;/i&gt;. Should I rewrite it as a thriller? Surely the idea was full of potential? In the end, the impetus to start again came from a totally unexpected event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;YOUWRITEON.COM (YWO) was set up in 2006. Funded by the Arts Council, it was the first of the peer-review sites for writers. The idea was (indeed still is) that you upload the first 10 000 words of your novel for others to review and score. The top five rated chapters of each month then receive a critique from an industry professional as well as being selected for the ‘Book of the Year’ award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fMRo4jNJoj4/Tjcoia579GI/AAAAAAAAACw/fZpnXc1rY9I/s1600/YWO+BBC.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fMRo4jNJoj4/Tjcoia579GI/AAAAAAAAACw/fZpnXc1rY9I/s320/YWO+BBC.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I joined YWO a few months after it started. I didn’t have a WIP at the time (sorry about all these acronyms!) so thought I’d upload TAR just to get a sense of the site and see what others thought. To my surprise it made the top five books of the month and then, to my even greater surprise, won ‘Book of the Year’. Some publicity followed, including a piece on the BBC for which I garnered additional notoriety due to a penchant for sunglasses, wide-brimmed hats and jungle backgrounds (see photo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Then something strange happened: a rare occurrence in the world of publishing. An editor at Orion came to me. She read the book and although her response was the same as those who had rejected it in 2002, she thought the idea was strong and that I should re-write the book as a straight thriller: i.e exactly what had been in the back of my mind for the past four years. I talked it over with my agent but with the interest of a major publisher it seemed a no brainer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;My original idea was to turn it around quickly: take the existing manuscript, cut out the literary elements, beef up the thriller bits and have it read for submission in a couple of months. I soon hit a snag, however, what I came to describe as the apricot-and-peach-lattice-pie conundrum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Imagine you serve a beautiful apricot and peach lattice pie to someone only to be told they don’t like apricots. You head back to the kitchen, thinking it will be no problem to remove the apricot pieces and then you can get on with dessert. The problem is that to get at the apricot you have to break through the lattice pastry – and by time you’re finished all you’ve got is a mess. So it was with the book. I couldn’t remove the literary elements without damaging the rest. I struggled for a month before realising it was hopeless. Then I took a brave decision. I decided to start again. From scratch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;PS – when I said A-Z, I hope you didn’t think I meant in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-3551893294439228611?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3551893294439228611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/y-is-for-youwriteoncom.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3551893294439228611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3551893294439228611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/y-is-for-youwriteoncom.html' title='Y is for YOUWRITEON.COM'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fMRo4jNJoj4/Tjcoia579GI/AAAAAAAAACw/fZpnXc1rY9I/s72-c/YWO+BBC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-3580579042291217526</id><published>2011-07-24T22:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T12:57:06.921Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing Process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Man in the High Castle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart of Darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arnim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apocalypse Now'/><title type='text'>A is for APOCALYPSE NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjlyepq267o/TiwztvYZIjI/AAAAAAAAACg/TKQyxOxh82g/s1600/Copy+of+apocalypse-now-redux-wallpaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjlyepq267o/TiwztvYZIjI/AAAAAAAAACg/TKQyxOxh82g/s400/Copy+of+apocalypse-now-redux-wallpaper.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Books, like wars, rarely have simple origins; rather they are a confluence of events. So it was with &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Afrika Reich (TAR)&lt;/i&gt;. Although the book was published in February 2011, the first stirrings I had for a story set in Nazi-occupied &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt; go back to the 1990s. I began with a title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I remember a day shopping in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;London&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt;. I was browsing in Dillons (a defunct book store) and came across a new edition of William Shirer’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich&lt;/i&gt;. Half an hour later I was in Dorothy Perkins in Oxford Street - though can I add not shopping for myself! Inside the store there was a huge TV screen with the BBC news playing. Some story from Africa came on and the newscaster said (I recall this vividly), &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;‘Now over to our &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt; correspondent, Tim Hewitt’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; correspondent. The Third Reich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;... Somehow the two fused in my mind – and I had ‘The Africa Reich’! I thought it would make a good title and so duly scribbled it down in my note book (I don’t go anywhere without one).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Jump forward a couple of years and I was on the beach in &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Rio de Janeiro&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; (where I used to live) reading Philip K. Dick’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Man in the High Castle&lt;/i&gt;. On page 17 of my Penguin edition there is a fleeting reference to Africa: ‘&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;He thought of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;, and the Nazi experiment there. And his blood stopped in his veins...&lt;/i&gt;’ What could ellicit such a response? The thought intrigued me and I remembered my Dorothy Perkins moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Gradually an idea for a novel took root and somehow grafted itself on to Conrad’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Heart of Darkness&lt;/i&gt;, one of my favourite books. I imagined a character journeying up river though Nazi Congo to find a Kurtz-like character waging a war of genocide against the native population. As I began sketching out a plot it was a simple progression from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Heart of Darkness&lt;/i&gt; to APOCALYPSE NOW (which I’m sure you’ll know is loosely based on Conrad’s tale). At that point the engine of my imagination began to rev up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Inspired by Coppola’s masterpiece I created a hellish and hallucinogenic version of Nazi Africa, interspersed with journal entries from a world-weary war correspondent called Burton Cole. He was going up river to find the scoop of the century: an interview with the enigmatic Walter Hochburg, architect of the Africa Reich. After more than a year’s writing I submitted it to my agent who said it was brilliant: a fusion of the literary and thriller, philosophical musings and big action sequences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;It was also utterly unsellable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;And so the manuscript joined that pile of other rejected books I have stored away in my office. It was the end of 2002, but although I didn’t know it at the time, not the end of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Afrika Reich&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;A is also for ARNIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="DefaultTNR" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rLvQcw8OAM/TixgTORHBOI/AAAAAAAAACo/pEbyzUk3Fdk/s1600/Arnim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rLvQcw8OAM/TixgTORHBOI/AAAAAAAAACo/pEbyzUk3Fdk/s200/Arnim.jpg" t$="true" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Field Marshal Hans-Jürgen von ARNIM was appointed head of the Afrika Korps in March 1943. One of the things I wanted to do with the book was mix fact and fiction and to that end several real people appear in the narrative. I like the sense of verisimilitude this brings, though as you’ll see when we get to ‘H is for...’ I didn’t want to introduce any major historical figures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-3580579042291217526?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3580579042291217526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-for-apocalypse-now.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3580579042291217526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/3580579042291217526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-for-apocalypse-now.html' title='A is for APOCALYPSE NOW'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjlyepq267o/TiwztvYZIjI/AAAAAAAAACg/TKQyxOxh82g/s72-c/Copy+of+apocalypse-now-redux-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-7665301323754788809</id><published>2011-05-19T23:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T23:57:25.682+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><title type='text'>The Sword of Damocles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;When I was younger one of my favourite stories was&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Damocles"&gt;'The Sword of Damocles'&lt;/a&gt;. It’s often used as a political allegory but my interpretation is broader: that all our lives hang by a thread. That we can move from happiness to sorrow in an instant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;I always thought that I’d remember 2011 as the year I finally got published. However, three weeks after THE AFRIKA REICH came out events took a different turn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;On 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; March my step-father, Peter, died unexpectedly; he was 55 years old. What makes this all the more tragic is that he was such a fit and vibrant man. If ever there were a story that illustrates how precarious our lives are this is it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;To be honest, it still seems impossible. Incredible. After the initial shock I got back to working on the follow-up to AFRIKA REICH; I even went away to a remote farmhouse in &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Slovenia&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt; to get some clear headspace and write in peace. However, many of the peripheral activities to do with my book have suffered. Including this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;So for now this is meant as a holding post to let you know I haven’t abandoned it and still have lots of things I want to share about ‘Guy Saville, writer’. More regular posts to resume asap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-7665301323754788809?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7665301323754788809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/sword-of-damocles.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/7665301323754788809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/7665301323754788809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/sword-of-damocles.html' title='The Sword of Damocles'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-1630580176811863782</id><published>2011-02-18T19:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T22:51:43.808Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Economist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;Yesterday was the book launch of THE AFRIKA REICH at Waterstones in Piccadilly. It was a tremendous event and naturally I felt obliged to say a few words of thanks to everyone who has supported me over the years. Towards the end of my speech I also mentioned some exciting but secret news. Now I can reveal all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;Getting published was always my ambition, but once I had my deal with Hodder I indulged myself in a few fantasies for the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were five things I dreamed of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;To sell the foreign rights (already achieved: to &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/country-region&gt; and &lt;country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Norway&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;To sell the foreign rights to a country that doesn’t use the Roman alphabet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;To sell the film rights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;To get a review from a literary hero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;A review in the Economist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;Why the Economist? Because I think it has the best books section of any paper in the world. It is compulsory reading for me every week (as it has been for the last decade). So you can imagine my delight when I heard that the Economist was going to run a review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;But it was more than just that… which brings me to my exciting news, what I described on Facebook as ‘the most amazing telephone conversation of my life’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;On Monday afternoon the Literary Editor of the Economist phoned me up at home and told me&amp;nbsp;she had raced through my book in less than 24 hours and thought it ‘the best thriller she’d read in years’. I was left utterly speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/node/18175351"&gt;Here's the review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;What’s most gratifying is to see someone really connecting with what I was trying to do with the book. I wanted to write a novel that thrilled – but also&amp;nbsp;one that was&amp;nbsp;morally complex and had a serious intent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do click 'recommend'; and if you twitter, pass word on - and tweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-1630580176811863782?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1630580176811863782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/1630580176811863782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/1630580176811863782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-8262449608948974716</id><published>2011-02-17T00:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-17T19:14:43.917Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Saville writer'/><title type='text'>4948 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;When did I become a writer? To be honest it’s all I ever wanted from life. By the age or four or five I was already telling people that’s what I would do when I grew up. Of course such statements have to be taken within the context of youthful exuberance…so I suppose the official date is 1 July 1997. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;That’s when I gave up any semblance of a proper career and decided to pursue the goal of getting published (and be damned!). At the time my plan was to have a book in the shops within a couple of years. Unfortunately it took a bit longer than that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;Actually, a lot longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;Thirteen and a half years and six unpublished books. Piles of rejection slips and the occasional pangs of wanting to give up. Today, however, all that time as a struggling writer has been vindicated. Today my novel, THE AFRIKA REICH, is published.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;It’s the end of a 4948 day journey, and I hope the beginning of a new and even more exciting one…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-8262449608948974716?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8262449608948974716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/4948-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8262449608948974716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/8262449608948974716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/4948-days.html' title='4948 days'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865964480875330371.post-5753525065868017386</id><published>2011-02-12T18:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:36:03.653Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Afrika Reich'/><title type='text'>Seventy years ago today...</title><content type='html'>12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; February 2011: an appropriate date to begin this blog. &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;Seventy years ago today the Afrika Korps was formed under the personal order of Hitler himself. It would become one of the most formidable fighting forces in history, driving the British across the deserts of northern &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt; until finally being beaten at the Battle of El Alamein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TZKQAocpq6U/Tx3t7-cwd6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/WMF_VjIIcek/s1600/DAK+Motif.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TZKQAocpq6U/Tx3t7-cwd6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/WMF_VjIIcek/s320/DAK+Motif.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;But what if it had not been defeated? What if the Afrika Korps had emerged triumphant from the &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Sahara&lt;/place&gt; then turned south towards the equator? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What if the Nazis had conquered &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/place&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;That is the premise of my thriller THE AFRIKA REICH which is published on 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; February by Hodder &amp;amp; Stoughton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;This blog will start properly in the next few weeks. My plan is to write something that provides extra material for those who have read the book while hopefully intriguing those who haven’t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;Watch this space…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4865964480875330371-5753525065868017386?l=guysavillewriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5753525065868017386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/seventy-years-ago-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/5753525065868017386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4865964480875330371/posts/default/5753525065868017386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guysavillewriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/seventy-years-ago-today.html' title='Seventy years ago today...'/><author><name>Guy Saville</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02783684707279806529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJD0pk26G2E/TVjwfG92ZHI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zGLElmQNWEU/s220/Guy%2BSaville%2Bauthor%2Bphoto%2BCOLOUR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TZKQAocpq6U/Tx3t7-cwd6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/WMF_VjIIcek/s72-c/DAK+Motif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
