Over in the UK, near Bristol. Doing a bit of field research to capture the locale. That and enjoying the often underrated native cuisine.
Avebury
The view from Hackpen hill. Avebury is behind the hill. In the distance is Cherhill hill. The Bath road runs through there, at this scale largely unchanged. In Cherhill, there is the Black Horse, which was supposedly a gathering point for highwaymen. I have my doubts, though, as the pub is right on the A4 which means it wouldn’t have been a very good hideout.
The farmhouse at Wickwar woods at sunset.
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Author: Amelia
A mild-mannered professor of computer science in real-life, I remove my glasses in the evening to become, well, a mild-mannered author in my alternate reality.
I mostly write sweet romantic fiction, although with an occasional science-fiction or paranormal angle thrown in. I have interests in history, mathematics (D'oh), and cryptography. I'm also something of an Anglophile, and know that country pretty well.
In addition to writing, research, and more writing, I volunteer with the scouts. I'm something of a nature-nut, enjoying long walks in the country with almost ultra-light gear, boating, and identifying wildlife.
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