As a author, I find my membership in writing groups extremely beneficial Lucky for me we have an excellent historical fiction author who happens to be a history major in my writers group. At our recent meeting I read from my W.I.P, this marvelous scene where Princess Kristina first see’s the grand castle from her carriage. Joyce DiPastena mentioned carriages may not have been used to travel in the 13th century. Sure enough, I researched and found 15th century is when carriages were invented and used in a more popular fashion by the royals. It took some reworking of my first chapter but now at least it’s historically correct. That is the tricky thing about writing historical fiction, you need to be correct in your research. I Google and Wikipedia a lot while writing my WIP. Joyce conducts a helpful research blog for medieval times http://medievalresearch.blogspot.com/ where she suggests, “The Middle Ages covered a period of 1000 years. Once you have chosen the exact time setting of your medieval novel or story, it is vital that you double-check “generalized medieval facts” to be sure that they coincide with the specific sub-period that you have chosen.”
Anybody else have tips or good advice on writing historical fiction?
Now that I’ve reworked the scene I’ll share it with you here:
“Princess Kristina, look we can see the castle from here!” Olina reached out grabbing my hand and squeezed.
My heart beat in haste. The day had finally arrived. I squeezed Olina’s hand in return, her support calmed me. Over the next hill, a majestic castle stood with spirals reaching into the sky and a village surrounded the castle like worshipers to a great sculpture. This castle with all its grand immensity would be my new home.
“I will meet my husband today, a man I have never set eyes on before,” committing it to words made my throat dry up. I looked behind to the large caravan of horses and wagons that had made the trek. When I turned to Olina, who rode close to my side, her light blue eyes danced with excitement. Her beauty reminded me, if not for being my handmaiden, a fine gentleman would have swept her away and married her back in Norway.