I am very grateful to my dear friend Mrs Wainwright who is feeding me wonderfully useful historical information - the latest, a very fuzzy ancient drawing of the layout to Glamis castle circa 11th century. The astonishing thing is, it's EXACTLY how I imagined the rooms and the placement (just as well, eh?). So, like the character Margaret (Malcolm's wife) who turned out to be a saint in real life (which I didn't know about until after I wrote of her), these true pictures just confirm for me that I am not alone in writing this story. (cue spooky music).
I have now finished the SFD of the final ten chapters and am making my way through them again to get it to a point of being at least half way decent for my intrepid, knife weilding readers.
I drank coffee tonight at a friend's place at 9pm so, in a completely out of character moment, I am still awake and working on the book. Whether I get up at my usual 5am will depend on whether the glass of wine I'm sipping has more power over the cats!