Seattle to San Diego – World War II has ended. The ship that served as his home for nearly four years is about to be sold for scrap and Jimmy Connelly can’t imagine staying in the Navy another day. Without any real plans, he boards the train in Seattle and heads toward his home outside of Los Angeles. By the time the train arrives, he has a plan and place to go – maybe even a future.
I’ve spent the last three days knee-deep in train schedules from the 1940s and trying to make sure the timeline of the story matches the timeline in my head. Jimmy is the father of Bobby Connelly, a pilot who served in Vietnam and one of the main characters in my book. I think you can learn a lot about a person if you know just a bit about their mom and dad. At least that’s what I’ve been told.
Still working and still grinding out 650 words a day.
Today’s favorite sentences: The girl with the beautiful face in the front row surprised him and he tried to turn in her direction, but the alcohol in his system slowed his reflexes. He turned to face her, but the weight of his body kept moving forward toward the open bathroom door. It was more than he could handle and he ended up in a painful pile on the floor of the cabin.