Well, our novella is working to some degree. After two chapters my visits have gone up. Special thanks to the real life Denton Wood for sharing the blog on his facebook page. Anyone can invite facebook friends to follow me and I would greatly appreciate it. Thanks to everyone who is reading along. Hope it is fun for you. We will be intorducing several new and interesting characters in the next three chapters.
I want to keep doing flashback scenes because I think it enriches the story. We dont need to just kill a guy and solve it bang bang. We want to know these characters. My grandpa had a fascinating life. Here is the one and only store that made up his little north Florida community. It is still there and is on the National Register of Historic Places.
This is the Fred Woods store and post office and it is not only there it has been in continous operation since 1884. My grandpa (whom I called Pop) was best friends with the store owners son Robert Woods. There was once a waterbody very near this store of nearly 100 acres called Fish Prarie. Pop told me that Fish Prarie should have been one of the natural wonders of the world. I will be describing if for you in detail in our book. What is fascinating is that just across Fish Prarie is a community called Cross Creek. Google Cross Creek and you will see an excellent movie by that name. The most famous resident of Cross Creek was the Pulitzer Prize winning novelist Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings. She wrote The Yearling which was made into a movie the same year as Wizard of Oz. My Pop met Miss. Rawlings on multiple occasions as his sister was good friends with the author. Rawlings wrote many short stories about the “Florida Crackers” an affectionate term for the dirt poor farmers (including Pop’s family) that inhabited the area and fought the tropical conditions there.
You have already met Cebe Leonard. Cebe was a real person although I have used a different name (also in tribute to a later friend of my Pop’s). Cebe was a tall black man but racial lines were easily crossed by the two and they shared a mutual love of the outdoors and hunting. Pop told me of him and Cebe running through the swamps after a coon many times. I asked him once if he didn’t fear snakes or gators running around in the dark like that. I shall never forget his reply, ” Worried about snakes and gators? Aww naww. I didn’t have good sense anyway and I was about half wild.” Don’t you just love that? It was that love and skill with the outodoors that made my Pop love his work as a revenue officer. More on that to come in the book.