I treated myself to a Writer’s Retreat for my birthday. It’s a sign of things to come. After retirement I promise myself more time for writing. Today is by way of down payment on that promise.
I’ve been writing for a long time. My English teacher, Mr Layfield, encouraged me to ‘just write’ so I did. Over the last 40 years I’ve written a lot more and many people have encouraged me. First, speech therapy and later other things about women in the church and remembering the bible for example. But it seems fiction may be different.
On the retreat other participants spoke about writing groups and writing courses. I’ve not tried those. Some spoke about the distraction of housework, not something I’d ever experienced. I still ‘just write’. Even so I was encouraged. I wrote some more and I reviewed some earlier writing. I made a list of things to write next. All told a good day, looking out over the rooftops of Newcastle from a comfortable community space. Now for some fish and chips.
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