The first half of 2016 has been great fun. My writing and I have been out and about more than ever before – this is me last weekend at the Evesham Festival of Words open mic reading Monty and Jules Act 1 (the reading slots were a generous seven minutes, but I just couldn’t fit in the whole thing).
Since the end of last year, I’ve read at book groups, festivals, the Women’s Institute, the Mothers’ Union and I’ve hosted an open mic. I’ve met some wonderful fellow writers – many of whom are also independents – and made a host of contacts for future events. My book, The Woman Who Never Did, is even for sale in a real, non-virtual bookshop: Warwick Books, 24 Market Place, Warwick (website here).
Ok, I’ve only written a couple of stories and poems, but I am in print again thanks to Cleo being shortlisted in the Evesham Festival Short Story Competition – read more here.
What I haven’t done is the thing I set out to do at the beginning of the year – get on with my next book. It has a title: The Mother and the Ghost. It has an plot, a theme and a tentative structure. It’s constructed from several smaller stories and I’ve even started some of them often more than once! So now that my performing bug is satisfied for a while and provided life, in the form of my family, allows me the space to do so, I’m off to do a bit of writing.
See you after the summer.