As I’m writing this, I’m on a train with my father bound for Edale again. It’s time for the annual WordTheatre writer’s retreat and this year were are lucky enough to have Richard Bausch working with us for the whole week. One of the truly Old Bolsheviks of American lit. Someone who writes southern gothic! I can’t wait to have almost thirty contact hours with him and his work! Exciting.
I’ve called Matt to make sure I can swing by and check on the racerunner today, to get an early start on everything. As thrilling as working with one of the top writers in the world is, it pales it comparison to the prospect of being able to run for the first time in my life. My mind keeps drifting to the helmet and shoes now tucked inside my duffle bag and wondering what it’ll be like to actually need running shoes. Sorry Richard! I’m all yours whenever you teach I promise! Somehow, I think as long as I’m fully absorbed in you’ll lessons when you give them, you’ll understand if I slip away during the down times in the afternoons.
We are getting towards the outskirts of London. The urban chaos relinquishing it’s demand for hard grit and resting increasingly in lush green grass. I’m looking forward to spending a week with @KLKettle as she refines her BRILLIANT (and yes it’s deserving of all those capital letters) YA novel as it gets ready for publishers. I cannot wait to get hugs and laughter from @Brenda_Strong as we talk about what it takes to be a strong woman in this world. I look at my father, sitting across the table from me, and I know I’m so lucky to have a relationship with my dad where we can be in the middle of nowhere for a week together and enjoy each other. These are special times with my dad, spending time with him is the biggest reason I come on the retreat.
There are others too. Kirsty Pert and Tommy Noel have become like my family over the past four years and particularly last autumn in Edale. I trust them for their wisdom, and their ability to relate to everyone in the world it seems. Ursula and Lewdy from Switzerland who works in the kitchen (although rumours are they are descended from royalty… hmmmm…), the list of amazing people goes on and on…
It’s rare that you get to spend a week working on your craft, rarer still to do it an such an ideal location. I look forward to these weeks and getting to see my writing change exponentially. Because it’s a brave new world out there. Every Day.