I left the second part of my 'onion' trilogy three-quarters done to write more commercial fare. And I hope it fares well as it is currently being considered by a publisher. A thriller centered around NATO (with Louie-the-dog), the second of which I will soon commence. However, for the rest of the week, I'll work on the 'onion' novel.
It is the second in a trilogy which follows the progress of an Italian onion farm through the centuries. I am currently in 14th Century Europe, in a port in Italy, tending to business. Though Onions are always in some manner front and center, the plot spreads far from farm and table. The current scene has my family of onion growers (and their crew) confronting pirates attacking their Trading vessel.
What I have found most pleasing is that it took under two hours to get back to the rhythm and feeling of the novel. I did leave it in a place where it was difficult to forget what was coming next. Pirates attacking the Trading vessel. I knew the pirates would not prevail. But I did leave it in mid-battle, giving the pirates some advantage with that nefarious and elusive huckbuk. However my main character (in this chapter) figures out what to do (which I had not, at the end of last writing). I am back into his head (and vice-versa) along with the other characters and the intense action and the realization it is time to wrap things up. Thank you writing gods and Muse and all ships at sea.
A peculiarity beyond my control (I think) is that, today, in the Port of Halifax, is a ship with the same name as my Trading vessel - The Pegasus. It is at Pier 25. I just looked it up, and it is a Tug.
Soon I will leave the next chapter at that known/unknown point to which I can more readily return. But I don't plan to stay away so long.