Just returned from a week away with other writers; around 300 or so of us. Went on the same writers week last year and, as then, I have returned uplifted and raring to go - and also slightly tired after working each day and partying most nights.
Writing is a lonely business and, consequently, at times one is troubled by self doubt. The initial effect of these weeks away is renewal and resolution. After I returned last year I began my first novel. (I haven't said but I am a published poet) As the year went by too many other things ate away at my precious time; you know, the daily round, the common task. During the coming year I am determined that the writing must come first; dust may accumulate, supplies in the fridge run low, letters remain unanswered - it shall be so.
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