An excellent post. I love the way you cite examples to back up your statements, rather than just making raw assertions.
Can you tell I've been grading papers?
Thanks to those of you who have posted reviews. I read all of them, and try to respond to all of them as well. I'd like to ask you all for a favor. If you go back and re-read one of my older stories, and if something resonates with you, leave me a review and tell me about it. It's kind of fun; I've been going back and responding to the reviews, and re-reading some of those old chapters to remember what happened.
It would be a blast, wouldn't it? Think about how different it would be designed today. Here, they have the kitchen sandwiched into the middle of the condo, out of the way. Now, it would be part of the main area.
October, 1796
Granger followed Chartley aboard, letting a surprised Roberts stare at him for a moment before Granger pulled himself over the side and the twittering of the pipes stopped. “Welcome back, sir,” Roberts said.
“Thank you. My lord, this is Mr. Roberts, my first lieutenant,” Granger said, introducing them. “Mr. Roberts, we are welcoming Lord Chartley aboard, and he will be with us until we reach Gibraltar. We will get underway at once.”
“Aye aye sir
Greetings everyone! Well, I finished off a semester, and this one was a bitch. It took everything I had just to make it through the first 2.5 weeks of May. As you can imagine, I didn't get much writing done.
I have a few chapters of St. Vincent in the editing queue, and I plan to generate some more for both stories in the future. You'll notice a lag in posting as I write them and then they go through editing. The good news is that by the end of May, I should be back on track.
I think you're right: I think he is basically a repressed person who loses it from time to time. One of the themes of this story is to see how much he grows as a person. You'll hate him after 1968, but I think he redeems himself.