Showing posts with label England. Show all posts
Showing posts with label England. Show all posts

Friday, October 19, 2012

Precious Moon




I started writing Precious Moon many years ago while I was travelling around South East Asia, having spent the previous few years alternating working in the UK with long trips backpacking around Europe, New Zealand, India and Asia.  I was on my way to Japan, where I’d just accepted a job teaching English.
The primary theme of my story was displacement - that feeling of not quite feeling at home anywhere, and not really wanting to settle down in your place of origin either.
In Precious Moon, Katie and Alex both feel this, for different, fascinating and touching reasons.  Katie won’t go back to Kenya, Alex stays away from England, and both decide to stay in Argentina, despite warnings from the British government that they should leave.

I initially chose to set the story in Argentina because it was a country I was fascinated with in a romanticised way, probably because of books I’d read and films I’d seen and music I’d listened to.  As I researched more, I realised just how deep and profound the country’s history, and in particular recent history, was.  Argentina was the perfect setting and backdrop for the story I wanted to write and themes I wanted to explore.  The wars I wanted to incorporate in my story tied in perfectly with my aims, as well as the time frames linking it with the back flashes to Katie growing up in Kenya.

The story is set in 1982 and the Falklands War has just broken out.  Living in a remote Andean village far from the hostilities down South, Katie and Alex can have no way of predicting how bitter the war will become, and how it will affect their lives, now that they are citizens of the enemy nation.
The Argentinean military Junta supposedly re-ignited the animosity with Britain over the sovereignty over the islands as a way of distracting its people from their disillusionment with their military rule, and to garner popularity.  Argentina had been suffering under their rule of fear since 1976.  Thousands of innocent civilians disappeared in the dead of night, never to be seen of or heard from again.  The Junta denied the existence of any of The Disappeared, and any involvement with the missing people.
Precious Moon explores the traumatising affect of inexplicable disappearances on those left behind; children, parents, lovers all suffer this unanswerable loss.
But Argentina surrenders in the Falklands War, and its people are left bruised, bitter, humiliated, defeated, and anger towards the Junta leads it to step down, and a new nation free of fear can now rise up.
Katie and Alex’s friendships with some of the Argentinean villagers are tested and strained as they insist on remaining in the Andes, despite the fighting in the freezing South Atlantic Ocean.  Precious Moon’s cast of strong characters are fiercely loyal to the country they believe in, and are prepared to fight for liberty from its oppressors.
As the story unravels with unexpected twists providing suspense and intrigue, the characters reveal their complexities, strengths and motivations, as ordinary people who survive and find a way forward in extraordinary circumstances.

Precious Moon is a light and easily readable read that deals with heavy and powerful issues of war, loss, disappearance, courage, escape and exile.  It fluidly takes you backwards and forwards from Kenya in the 60s to England in the 70s to Argentina in the 80s in a manner evocative of the times and places.
It took me about seven years to complete writing, researching and publishing this story as I had an overwhelming necessity to get every detail right, out of respect to the countries and history I wrote about, and the people who would have lived through these eras.
Writing Precious Moon was a wonderful experience; challenging, enlightening and satisfying. 

Now that I’ve published, I’m enjoying interacting with other readers and writers.  Please feel free to connect with me on www.facebook.com/siobhanprattauthor  or on twitter @siobhan_pratt

Siobhan Pratt

Thursday, September 13, 2012

                       The Reign of Elizabeth II-  Britain’s Second Elizabethan Age 1952 – 2012

          It is most fitting that in this village of Noke, meaning ‘at the oak trees’, a young oak tree was planted as a living tribute to the Diamond Jubilee of Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II.
            Under a clear bright sky, trowels in hand, children clustered around the prepared earth waiting for the new tree to be lowered into the ground. Old and young laid hands together to lower the tree into the land where people have lived for five thousand years.
          Across the green lush fields in the middle of Noke a road was built. It was not just any road but a Roman road. At that time ‘all roads’, may have, ‘led to Rome’, but on this day of celebration the hearts and minds of the village were focused on sixty remarkable years of the reign of Queen Elizabeth II. Such an event shall not be seen again in some of our lifetimes.
          As the tree was lowered into the permanent place where the earth would give it life, the celebrants stood in silence. I could not help but wonder if perhaps some of them were remembering their loved ones who had gone before them. In that brief moment, they could share the joy of this occasion with those whom they loved.
           The whimsical saying ‘Noke, the place where no one spoke’, was only in folly. For on this significant day, eloquent words will be remembered as the hearts of villagers and visitors offered a champagne toast to Her Majesty the Queen.
  A Queen after all, is the person who has the love of her people, the sorrows of her country, the sacrifices of her duty, and the joy of knowing for sixty years she has ruled with dignity and grace. The true diamond that sparkles beyond all others is Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II.
Jan Atchley Bevan

Author in Residence 2000-2008
The Cummer Museum of Art & Gardens
Jacksonville, Florida
Member of NLAPW, "Queen" of the Jacksonville chapter

 
The above piece is in the Bodleian Library at Oxford University because I was asked to represent Noke Oxfodrshire for their Jubilee celebration.