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Thursday May 31 2012 A Note from the Author [ ] "The gratitude of every home in our Island, in our Empire, and indeed throughout the world, except in the abodes of the guilty, goes out to the British airmen who, undaunted by odds, unwearied in their constant challenge and mortal danger, are turning the tide of the World War by their prowess and by their devotion. Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few. All hearts go out to the fighter pilots, whose brilliant actions we see with our own eyes day after day…" -Winston Churchill This started out as a project for school, and has turned into a long term endeavor. The novel takes place in 1940's Great Britain, during the height of the Blitz. It follows four people: Carolyn - Wife of an RAF pilot Jay - Carolyn's husband Eva - Carolyn's best friend Eugene - Eva's brother and Jay's best friend. The novel will be told in four parts, one from each character's point of view. In this journal I will be posting both polished and rough drafts. Certain things may be out of order or context. Every week I will attempt to post a full and polished draft of what I have so far. You can friend this journal, but you don't have to. It will always remain public. You don't even have to have a journal to read it. Finally, please feel free to comment. I am open to any constructive criticism. Any and all flames or trolls will be deleted and banned. Thanks and enjoy

Thursday March 13 2008 Chapter Two [ ] When Carolyn woke up she was still sitting against the wall of the tube station. It was quieter. The floor was lined with a carpet of sleeping people, although many were still upright, talking in hushed tones or sitting in silence. She shifted her hand on the dirt tile and it hit a tip cup full of water that someone had set next to her. ( It reminded her of the man who had pulled her down into the shelter. She looked up, scanning the darkened station for him, but he wasn’t there. )

Monday June 4 2007 [ ] To So Few Part One: Carolyn Chapter One There were certain things that Carolyn liked. Dandelions made her smile. She liked to take trips out into the country to explore the abandoned manor houses that scattered the green hills. She liked the clink of tea cups on saucers and the trilling cry of red-wing blackbirds. Her husband, Jay, told her that he would buy her a blackbird to keep in a cage. She could listen to it sing all day long and feed it bits of millet. She could name it after her grandmother, Gloria, and let it sit on her shoulder. That was before the war. They used to sleep in on Sunday mornings. They wouldn’t close the curtains the night before so that they could wake up to the sun, when it wasn’t overcast, and on warm days they would leave the window open so that the clattering of the milk man’s truck over the cobblestones would filter through. They would lie there, their arms about each other, and talk about things like buying red-wing blackbirds. ( Then Jay would get up and make her cinnamon toast for breakfast, letting her lounge with the white sheets twisted about her bare legs, pretending she was Princess Margaret. ) 2

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