In Paint Me a Picture I have several scenes set on the Round Tower in Portsmouth. When I wrote the book, the railings were tatty, steps worn, tarmac in a horrible state and the benches broken and uninviting.
'First though, would come the climb, onto the wall and over the dull silver safety rail. Once there, the worst would be over. She would choose a position where the outer rail was missing; very little remained of the rust pitted, blue painted metal. Mavis stood and walked to the wall. She imagined grasping the railing and hauling herself up. It would require effort, but she could manage. She could sit for a moment, longer if she wished, to compose herself.
Then, she would slide forward, keep sliding forward until the solid grey stone, with its saggy wrapping of tarmac, was no longer beneath her. There would be the air and then the water and then nothing. Or perhaps she would stand? That might be better. She could stand right on the edge, poised neatly between life and death. She could stand, calmly waiting for the right moment and then step forward. Just one small step to the end she longed for. Or she could jump. She did not think she would jump. It did not matter; all that mattered was she climb and then fall. Then nothing would matter.'
How could they? They're doing up the Square Tower too. It's not as though these places are important to me.
Of course the renovations haven't really ruined my book. Things change all the time and I'm sure if anyone were to read my book and realise the tower is now in better nick than I've described they'd guess why there's a discrepancy.
Other writers might not be so lucky. Have you ever created, or read something that's really been ruined by changes that have taken place since it was written?
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