Greetings, bright ones. It’s been many sunrises since my last blog post and, like the bees, I’ve been busy busy, writing and dreaming and creating blissful moments.
This month, I have stood by the water’s edge, seeing past, present, and future collide in the most spectacular array of colour. I’ve sat by a waterfall, listening to the rush of life. I’ve been walking and meditating with a thirst, enjoying being in the light, enjoying what it is to simply be. And this precious time has replenished me, feeding my creativity.
It has been a time of milestones, of seeing one journey’s closure and new paths spreading out before me. I received news from the good folk at University College Falmouth that I passed my MA Professional Writing with Distinction. I am delighted with the result and, more so, with the encouraging feedback I’ve had about my debut novel, The Mobile Librarian. I am still tinkering with the fifth and final draft, weaving in radical last minute changes, and will be offering the work for publication this year.
Here in my little pocket of England’s north west, Spring has arrived with a flourish of blossom and tender green foliage. The dandelions are particularly resplendent right now, with their golden heads singing. My pale skin is sun-drunk. My spirit has grown in the light.