Finding Cherokee Brown. Siobhan Curham

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      Character Questionnaire No. 1

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       NOTEBOOK EXTRACT

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       NOTEBOOK EXTRACT

      Character Questionnaire No. 2

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       NOTEBOOK EXTRACT

      Character Questionnaire No. 3

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       NOTEBOOK EXTRACT

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Chapter Eighteen

       Chapter Nineteen

       Chapter Twenty

       Chapter Twenty-One

       Chapter Twenty-Two

       Chapter Twenty-Three

       Chapter Twenty-Four

       Chapter Twenty-Five

       Chapter Twenty-Six

       Chapter Twenty-Seven

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      Character Questionnaire No. 4

       Epilogue

       Finding Cherokee Brown Playlist

       Acknowledgements

Prologue

      I’ve decided to write a novel. If I don’t write a novel I will kill somebody. And then I will go to jail and, knowing my lousy luck, end up sharing a cell with a shaven-headed she-he called Jeff who smokes roll-ups and thinks it’s cool to keep a fifteen-year-old girl as a slave. But if I write a novel I can kill as many people as I like with my words and never have to be anyone’s slave.

      It was Agatha Dashwood who first put the idea of writing a book into my head. Last Saturday afternoon I’d gone down to the Southbank – again – and I was browsing through the tables of second-hand books – again – and there it was, stuffed in between a biography of Princess Diana and A Complete History of Piston Engines:

      So You Want to Write a Novel? by Agatha Dashwood.

      There was a photo on the cover of this fierce old lady glaring over her glasses like some kind of psycho librarian. But that didn’t put me off, because the first thing I thought when I read the title was, Yes – I do. Which was a bit random because I’d never thought of writing a novel before. So I picked the book up and did my usual page 123 test. I do this whenever I’m deciding whether to buy a book. I don’t bother reading the blurb on the back, or the first page – the writer’s obviously going to be trying their hardest there, aren’t they? It’s how they’re getting on by page 123 that’s the real test. If they’re rubbish at writing or bored with their story then you can bet they won’t be making any effort at all by that point. So I flicked through the yellowing pages, trying not to be put off by the musty smell, and this is what it said at the top of page 123:

       ‘ The Authentic Novelist Writes About What They Know.

       Aspiring novelist, if you want your writing to ring true – for your words to echo around your reader’s head with passion and clarity, like church bells calling worshippers to mass – then you have to write about what you know.’

      I know the church bells and worshippers stuff sounds СКАЧАТЬ