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Here we are just a few days into the novel and have reached 100 pages.
This it is time for an update.

The Fastest Love on Earth comes from an observation that on the opening day of the Liverpool and Manchester Railway where the first 2 chapters of the books are concerned, George Stephenson became the Fastest Man on Earth as he rushed his train towards Manchester.
As the beginning of the novel is concerned with this and our couple meet in this sequence, we have our title of the novel now at 30,150 words
For February we are at 125000 words and this is the last week of writing for February.
I also have started to write a weekly blog for GameDecider.com It is called Which Way Should I Go

As usual, at every hundred pages, the first part of a chapter

1) Nothing can go so fast

“There is Stafford. He has as many shares as you, I have heard.” Sir Horatio Fawkes said. He was of average height and a little heavyset, filling every stitch of his clothes. So well that they were close to bursting at the seams. He shivered in the warm Liverpool air as one of the big engines rumbled.

His companion Kevin, rail thin and taller than the first by some three inches, shook his head, covered with dark hair showing just three or four streaks of gray. Kevin did not like George Granville Leveson-Gower who his friend had pointed out. Perhaps the richest man in the world. He surely thought that clearing his estates of the poor was just, but Kevin could not see it. The man had wanted the poor off of his estates and would make the land better for his pocket later. Ten years ago and he had become even more wealthy because he had a compliant parliament support him.

“He had as many shares as I had, a thousand at the inception. I have more now for he has turned his interest to other things. It allowed me to acquire more, I am told by my man of business. Ah, the Prime Minister is come. You can hear the band begin. That Wellington is here is Stafford’s doing, or Lady Stafford. They are great friends and Arthur would not listen to me. He thought this event momentous for the entire nation and schedules were changed and set so this spectacle could be created.”

Horatio laughed, “They may be great friends but you are on a first name basis with him.”

“The war. Fifteen years already, but that bond will not depart.”

“You were young then, though.” Horatio said reminding Kevin of that time.

“Four years, damn dumbest thing to abuse my power so and go to war. Father was dead two years and mother thought she would scare me from doing my duty. I was sixteen and what did I know. Cannon shot and bullets changed my mind very quickly.” Kevin shivered at the memory.

“If I had known you then I would have told you that you were being foolish. Too many died during that war, or lost a limb.” Kevin shivered again at Horatio’s statement. Too well was he aware of that. By eighteen he was a Captain because of those who had been shot or died, and because he could well afford it. He was offered higher rank but knew that he did not have the skills or qualities to anything higher. It was one reason he had Wellington’s respect. The other that he was a peer. The seventh earl of Dorchester.

And rich. Wellington was become a politician and he knew that Stafford’s money as well as his own would see the growth of the nation. And he new king was all for supporting that. William IV and Kevin got along well enough too. Kevin would have to say that he met a few of the FitzClarence sons and enjoyed their company if briefly. The sons lived much more quietly than their father had. Much more frugally even though their father was now king.

One though could only spend as much money as Parliament allowed. Terrible, but then everyone should live within their means. That tenet would always hold true and made for good living. Kevin had a young brother who had trouble with that concept even on two thousand a year. Bartholomew who was an hour later than Kevin had asked him to come, but then it might have been wise to be late. Things were still not ready and with just a few minutes until they were supposed to start he was not sure that they would be on time. Kevin thought the idea of a pass in review when they reached Parkside and take on water and coal foolishness. They should show the trains here and look at them, then get aboard the one and see how fast they could travel. 17 miles each and every hour. How could one imagine such speed.

Surely a horse could go twice as fast for a few hundred yards. A mile perhaps, but then it would tire. The metal beast never did. It was a good investment. And he did not increase the size of his holding to do better than Stafford, but to do well for himself and the support he might need for Barthlomew and his sisters. There were two, and one well married. The youngest though, a child of their mother’s second marriage, was due to come out in society and he was determined that Kate would have a good showing of it. Margaret had married Viscount Conway and had three children. The son would be the heir after Bartholomew of his Earldom also. The boy was a lad of seven. Michael Parker Lennox.

“Yes, I am sure you would have talked me from my folly, but it made a man of me. At least man enough that I am proud most days of my actions. Today should be well, for this is an achievement despite all the hullabaloo. I may sell my shares for now that this is launched we must do so in other parts of the country. We must one day link all of the nation by rail and then other parts of the world with this advanced transportation. I think it will change all the world.”

“Here, here.” Another man came forward then, Older, about fifty and with one younger than he and looking like him also. “Sorry but I heard you as I was passing Lord Dorchester. I am inspired when you say such things.”

Kevin laughed, “You are inspired at everything Mister Stephenson. Sir Horatio Fawkes, Mister Stephenson and his son Robert.”

“A pleasure sure. A friend of our greatest patron and shareholder is always a pleasure to meet.” Stephenson said.

“Mine, sir. The pleasure is mine. I see what you have done her astonishing. I look forward to the trip. You are to steer one of these leviathans?”

Kevin chuckled. Horatio was a novice about such things. “No, they steer themselves. The rails you see, Sir Horatio. But I will be driving Northumbrian and Robert here will drive the Rocket, which won me my position as to supply the Liverpool and Manchester with these fine locomotives.”

“Very good.” Horatio said, not really interested but Stephenson probably could not tell that.

“If you will excuse me, not much time before we leave. You may want to board a train. You can see that the Duke is about to,” Stepehenson said and that was surely the signal for the rest of them to as well.

Kevin said a few choice words and the Stephensons moved on. “One day it will not be we lords who rule the earth but those men, the ones who know how to build such things.” Kevin said to Horatio when the two had moved on.

The noise from the crowd was increasing, so many people had come and the other shareholders had invited so many guests to the event that there had been no rooms available in all of Liverpool last night. It was a good thing that this venture had forced Kevin to purchase a small townhouse in the prior years both here, and one in Manchester. He did not like either of them but for their function. He also had arranged some local staff to augment three servants that travelled north to manage the houses when he visited them. Today they would travel to and from Crown Street station and so he just stayed in Liverpool for the entire affair. He and the other directors and major shareholders were to dine with Wellington of course and Kevin was conscious that many saw it as an honor. He had been doing so often for nearly twenty years.

Horatio glanced to his pocket watch and said, “Should we board?”

“Another ten minutes. We are well positioned to climb into a carriage and should like to give my ne’er do well brother every possible chance to get here. There goes William Huskisson. I think he is the smartest man I know. He can lecture you about the pound and prove to you how we can pay the debt off or how to manage the Corn Laws.” Kevin observed. Huskisson represented Liverpool the destination that day. He was also good friends with Stafford. Not that Kevin thought of Stafford as an enemy or even an adversary, just as man who had treated his people terribly and that was something that had become unforgivable.

The clock was ticking and now functionaries were on the landing asking all to take their places in the carriages. “Here comes Bartholomew and with a lady and children. You did not say anything about that. Wait until Hampton hear’s about this, he will be surprised.” Baron Franklin Hampton was Sir Horatio and his mutual friend and could not be bothered to have ventured north.

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Here we are just a few days into the novel and have reached 100 pages.
This it is time for an update.

The Fastest Love on Earth comes from an observation that on the opening day of the Liverpool and Manchester Railway where the first 2 chapters of the books are concerned, George Stephenson became the Fastest Man on Earth as he rushed his train towards Manchester.
As the beginning of the novel is concerned with this and our couple meet in this sequence, we have our title of the novel now at 30,150 words
For February we are at 125000 words and this is the last week of writing for February.
I also have started to write a weekly blog for GameDecider.com It is called Which Way Should I Go

As usual, at every hundred pages, the first part of a chapter

1) Nothing can go so fast

“There is Stafford. He has as many shares as you, I have heard.” Sir Horatio Fawkes said. He was of average height and a little heavyset, filling every stitch of his clothes. So well that they were close to bursting at the seams. He shivered in the warm Liverpool air as one of the big engines rumbled.

His companion Kevin, rail thin and taller than the first by some three inches, shook his head, covered with dark hair showing just three or four streaks of gray. Kevin did not like George Granville Leveson-Gower who his friend had pointed out. Perhaps the richest man in the world. He surely thought that clearing his estates of the poor was just, but Kevin could not see it. The man had wanted the poor off of his estates and would make the land better for his pocket later. Ten years ago and he had become even more wealthy because he had a compliant parliament support him.

“He had as many shares as I had, a thousand at the inception. I have more now for he has turned his interest to other things. It allowed me to acquire more, I am told by my man of business. Ah, the Prime Minister is come. You can hear the band begin. That Wellington is here is Stafford’s doing, or Lady Stafford. They are great friends and Arthur would not listen to me. He thought this event momentous for the entire nation and schedules were changed and set so this spectacle could be created.”

Horatio laughed, “They may be great friends but you are on a first name basis with him.”

“The war. Fifteen years already, but that bond will not depart.”

“You were young then, though.” Horatio said reminding Kevin of that time.

“Four years, damn dumbest thing to abuse my power so and go to war. Father was dead two years and mother thought she would scare me from doing my duty. I was sixteen and what did I know. Cannon shot and bullets changed my mind very quickly.” Kevin shivered at the memory.

“If I had known you then I would have told you that you were being foolish. Too many died during that war, or lost a limb.” Kevin shivered again at Horatio’s statement. Too well was he aware of that. By eighteen he was a Captain because of those who had been shot or died, and because he could well afford it. He was offered higher rank but knew that he did not have the skills or qualities to anything higher. It was one reason he had Wellington’s respect. The other that he was a peer. The seventh earl of Dorchester.

And rich. Wellington was become a politician and he knew that Stafford’s money as well as his own would see the growth of the nation. And he new king was all for supporting that. William IV and Kevin got along well enough too. Kevin would have to say that he met a few of the FitzClarence sons and enjoyed their company if briefly. The sons lived much more quietly than their father had. Much more frugally even though their father was now king.

One though could only spend as much money as Parliament allowed. Terrible, but then everyone should live within their means. That tenet would always hold true and made for good living. Kevin had a young brother who had trouble with that concept even on two thousand a year. Bartholomew who was an hour later than Kevin had asked him to come, but then it might have been wise to be late. Things were still not ready and with just a few minutes until they were supposed to start he was not sure that they would be on time. Kevin thought the idea of a pass in review when they reached Parkside and take on water and coal foolishness. They should show the trains here and look at them, then get aboard the one and see how fast they could travel. 17 miles each and every hour. How could one imagine such speed.

Surely a horse could go twice as fast for a few hundred yards. A mile perhaps, but then it would tire. The metal beast never did. It was a good investment. And he did not increase the size of his holding to do better than Stafford, but to do well for himself and the support he might need for Barthlomew and his sisters. There were two, and one well married. The youngest though, a child of their mother’s second marriage, was due to come out in society and he was determined that Kate would have a good showing of it. Margaret had married Viscount Conway and had three children. The son would be the heir after Bartholomew of his Earldom also. The boy was a lad of seven. Michael Parker Lennox.

“Yes, I am sure you would have talked me from my folly, but it made a man of me. At least man enough that I am proud most days of my actions. Today should be well, for this is an achievement despite all the hullabaloo. I may sell my shares for now that this is launched we must do so in other parts of the country. We must one day link all of the nation by rail and then other parts of the world with this advanced transportation. I think it will change all the world.”

“Here, here.” Another man came forward then, Older, about fifty and with one younger than he and looking like him also. “Sorry but I heard you as I was passing Lord Dorchester. I am inspired when you say such things.”

Kevin laughed, “You are inspired at everything Mister Stephenson. Sir Horatio Fawkes, Mister Stephenson and his son Robert.”

“A pleasure sure. A friend of our greatest patron and shareholder is always a pleasure to meet.” Stephenson said.

“Mine, sir. The pleasure is mine. I see what you have done her astonishing. I look forward to the trip. You are to steer one of these leviathans?”

Kevin chuckled. Horatio was a novice about such things. “No, they steer themselves. The rails you see, Sir Horatio. But I will be driving Northumbrian and Robert here will drive the Rocket, which won me my position as to supply the Liverpool and Manchester with these fine locomotives.”

“Very good.” Horatio said, not really interested but Stephenson probably could not tell that.

“If you will excuse me, not much time before we leave. You may want to board a train. You can see that the Duke is about to,” Stepehenson said and that was surely the signal for the rest of them to as well.

Kevin said a few choice words and the Stephensons moved on. “One day it will not be we lords who rule the earth but those men, the ones who know how to build such things.” Kevin said to Horatio when the two had moved on.

The noise from the crowd was increasing, so many people had come and the other shareholders had invited so many guests to the event that there had been no rooms available in all of Liverpool last night. It was a good thing that this venture had forced Kevin to purchase a small townhouse in the prior years both here, and one in Manchester. He did not like either of them but for their function. He also had arranged some local staff to augment three servants that travelled north to manage the houses when he visited them. Today they would travel to and from Crown Street station and so he just stayed in Liverpool for the entire affair. He and the other directors and major shareholders were to dine with Wellington of course and Kevin was conscious that many saw it as an honor. He had been doing so often for nearly twenty years.

Horatio glanced to his pocket watch and said, “Should we board?”

“Another ten minutes. We are well positioned to climb into a carriage and should like to give my ne’er do well brother every possible chance to get here. There goes William Huskisson. I think he is the smartest man I know. He can lecture you about the pound and prove to you how we can pay the debt off or how to manage the Corn Laws.” Kevin observed. Huskisson represented Liverpool the destination that day. He was also good friends with Stafford. Not that Kevin thought of Stafford as an enemy or even an adversary, just as man who had treated his people terribly and that was something that had become unforgivable.

The clock was ticking and now functionaries were on the landing asking all to take their places in the carriages. “Here comes Bartholomew and with a lady and children. You did not say anything about that. Wait until Hampton hear’s about this, he will be surprised.” Baron Franklin Hampton was Sir Horatio and his mutual friend and could not be bothered to have ventured north.

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138418 Words. But Finis!
The Prize is not as Great as You Think is done.
Started three weeks ago on a Monday so 22 days.
Now the month has over 94K words, 316 pages. The year to date nearly 300,000 words and nearly 1000 pages

The next novel shall be a return to Regency England and I think centered around the developing of railways

Here is chapter 5’s beginning of the novel as a sample

5) My Son is Dead

Being escorted into the Grand Prince’s drawing room was a first for Gerald. He had never been to this part of the Celebont Palace before. Usually it was enter through the main gate and the main hall. Up the stairs and then into the large room there, the main throne room. Athelstan had told him there were three throne rooms and that his father used them all and for a variety of reasons.

Athelstan was there to meet him at the station and instead of protesting, he accepted the man’s company. Now there was a guard detail and after a moments discussion, Sir David and Sergeant Phillipe were tasked with picking our men to complement the guard. Sir David was told to have ten more men then guard contingent.

“Cousin,” he had said to Athelstan. “I requested some information, is there anyone here who has it?”

Athelstan looked and shook his head, “I am sorry but I do not know of any information, highness.”

Gerald then turned to the Captain of the man who was to be in charge of his guard. “Captain, who was responsible for the Guard detail when Prince Reginald was killed?”

“Not I!” the man, a Baron of course, said. Gladdes was one of the nobility, a little overweight from eating good food, and doing little to earn his place as a Captain.

“I did not say you were in charge. Was it the Guard? Another one of these units?”

“Well yes,” the man was still indignant.

“Then my men here from the first cavalry will augment this unit. Now, I have requested information all afternoon about the murder of the prince. Do you have it?”

“No. I don’t know anything about that. I have orders to take you to the Celebont Palace.”

Gerald shook his head. He was getting angry. “Captain Krabe is my aide. Captain will you provide this captain with a list of all the information I have required.” Turning back to the Guard Captain, “Your orders now are to get me this information and attend me at the Celebont Palace when you have it. I expect it to take you no more than a half hour, for you have been here in the Capital and I have been waiting for news or traveling all day. I think that is fair.”

“You can not be serious!” the man exploded again.

“Highness! Stand up straight you shit of a man! I should have you courtmartialed for your insolence. How many times did you not address me by title? Do you even know? And to suggest that I am not serious, are you fool!”

“You can’t order me. Highness,” he said through gritted teeth.

Gerald sent one glance to Athelstan.

“He can you know.” All others now turned their eyes to Athelstan. “He is the second in command of all Almondy’s forces. Only the Grand Prince outranks him. Any order you have received from anyone lower is automatically overridden by an order from the Crown Prince. As long as he has done his training in the army and is over twenty-one. His Highness is all that, Captain. I would suggest you follow his orders. Oh and show him some respect which you have not done yet, Captain.”

“Now Captain, I see that Captain Krabe has the list. Half an hour. The Celebont Palace. I should not stand there waiting, your time is disappearing.” Gerald said then turned to Sir David. “How long to get the mounts all assembled for your guards, ten minutes?”

“Less highness. We shall be ready in five!” Sir David nodded and then turned to his team and was making orders, looking for the Guard lieutenant who was there and discussing the route they were going to take. There was a crowd in front of the station as well but Gerald was ignoring it

“Athelstan, cousin, what do I do next?”

“Well highness we take you to the Celebont Palace. There you will meet my father. He is grieving though. Terribly. He will require that you are invested soon as Crown Prince, but I think we will have your Coronation not too much later. Yesterday he was a robust man, now he is broken, and he has not been well either. We probably will have the funeral for Reginald, in six days. Already word has been sent to the crowned heads of europe and Presidents and Premiers to attend the funeral. I do not know how many will come unless they can stay and attend the Investiture of you as Crown Prince as well soon. They will want to meet you. And the way you handled that pompous piece of work, they will especially want to meet you. A Crown Prince with a firm resolve. It shall make many of them nervous.”

Waving the others nearby away, “You were the one who gave me the inspiration for that. You have been saying that we have to show the foreign elements some backbone else they will walk all across us. We have a better rail system here then Germany and France and that so helped Germany in the last war. Now we need leadership as well and then they will think twice about attacking us. Then we can be the deciding factor of any war they start. Or convince them that they should not include us in their folly this time.”

“Oh very good. You listen. Reginald never did. I should have looked at that list you sent the Captain after. Anything that I can tell you?”

“Yes. How did Reginald die?” Athelstan nodded then and began to tell him. Out riding in the countryside to an assignation with a lady from one of the taverns he frequented. Reginald had one or two houses that he used for a tryst, he had a small squad of Guard with him. Several bombs were thrown and this time he was killed, along with one of the guards. Most of the others were wounded.

Athelstan had heard that what was left of Reginald was not pretty. But he was dead and the anarchists were claiming credit. “How do they do that? They can’t just walk up to a Constable and say they’re an anarchist and someone from their organization threw a bomb.”

“No. They send a letter with some details that only those who did throw the bomb would know because the constables don’t tell everything. The letter is usually addressed to Lord Hermes who father has as Minister for the Homeland.”

“The Chief of the Chief Constable.” Gerald said and that was indeed the man’s position too. Though he covered several other portfolios that had to do with the running of the country.

“I have a great deal of reading to catch up on if I am to take over from your father. Though we have had so many conversations these last years, I am not sure that we are not ready for some other type of government. If your father can hold up, then perhaps I can be the last Crown Prince and we can make the Grand Prince more of a ceremonial position rather than one where radical should like to throw bombs at us.”

Athelstan smiled and then said, “Best you don’t say that any louder or to anyone but me. We need to work on this but you are right, we have talked about changing the government. I think that too many are reluctant to change the status quo.”

“Of course. We can only talk to those who know they stand to gain. I would not tell another farmer that he had to drop the price of milk he charged unless he was sure he was going to get something greater for it elsewhere. No I understand. Come, Sir David has the horses ready. I fear we are about to gallop all the way to the Palace.”

Athelstan looked at him in surprise. “I have a carriage…”

“Come cousin. I go to your father who is as you’ve said in a terrible way. We are to hurry. Much of the day has been wasted already.”

Athelstan should have seen the two men with rifles approaching him but he did not. He did feel them nudge him. “Stop that. He is the son of the Grand Prince.” Even I they treated him like a bastard, he was still much higher in rank then they ever should be.

Finally they were on horseback and Sir David and his men were leading to the south street that would take them almost to the gates of the palace without any twists and not overly crowded for here were homes and smaller shops not open at night. Though most shops were closed at this hour but for restaurants and places of entertainment.

At the gallop it took less than ten minutes to advance up the hill though the horses were tired. The guards at the palace gates passed them through quickly and then Athelstan and a few others were taking Gerald to see the Grand Prince.

Gratitude Log

  1. IslandsIslands-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg Took Cheryl here for Valentines day and then when California Pizza Kitchen had us wait a half hour for our table and then there was another half hour on top of that (The Liars) we went again for her birthday. Great Hamburgers.
  2. GameDeciderGameDecider-MemberHomePage-2011-02-22-11-13.jpgHave begun work with this website for gamers. Should have a weekly blog that I will be reposting here.
  3. YouTubeYouTube-dwilliamwilkin_sYouTube-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg So much is placed here that one day you will never have time for series television. In the last two years, going from no time watching videos to how many hours a week? How much of the internet bandwidth is taken up by YT?
  4. Shogun 2 Total War-PastedGraphic-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg The newest part of the Total War Franchise was released as a demo. Very much buzzed by all Total War gamers. Can’t wait to have my PC rig set up again one day and get it.
  5. Amazon PrimeAmazon.com_OnlineShoppingforElectronics%2CApparel%2CComputers%2CBooks%2CDVDs%26more-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg Streaming Movies. Downton Abbey here I come.

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