I was delighted to win the Wild Word’s Winter Solstice Competition with my piece (a snippet of Memoir) Fox.
It seems like a lifetime ago that I met Bridget Holding when she was facilitating a writers’ workshop at Lower Shaw Farm. (It was actually about eighteen months ago, as part of the 2016 Swindon Festival of Literature). Since then I’ve been working on making my work wilder, dipping into Bridget’s Online Course, fleshing out a framework for a larger work. (And all this whilst seeing off Avian Flu and a succession of Whiskery Gentlemen.)
I do feel we’d all be happier and more productive if we let a little more wildness into our lives. And next time I need a break from work, I’m going to try something different. Instead of reaching for the biscuit barrel, I’ll head outside, walk the hedgerows and search for the shadow of fox.
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