How’s the Writing Coming Along!?
How’s the Writing Coming Along!?

How’s the Writing Coming Along!?

Sunday 3rd November 24

I’m having a break, a crisis, some head space. I am going around and around a roundabout, not quite sure how to get off. I am waiting for a nudge in the right direction. I am hoping for some form of epiphany soon.

In the mean time, I was up in Derbyshire. I had forgotten how much I love the Peak District. We used to go in October half term with the kids, whenever we could afford it. Apart from being beautiful, and the people kind, it was/is the nights drawing in. I love being able to light a fire when you come back windswept and red faced. To walk to a pub through a Dale. To climb to the top of a hill and see for miles, over the heads of speckled sheep. The White Peak Distillery didn’t involve any of those things, but was fabulous fun. I was nursing a cold and a hot rum with honey hit the spot. It will always hit the spot. I blame it for the fact that I consistently lost at all the games we played! We will go back.

This is Dove Dale. The last time we were here, it was me and the kids, perched on this rock!

I will continue with the Greek memories, there are not many left. So perhaps next week. And perhaps by then, I will have a better idea as to what to do next.

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