Tuesday, 11 July 2017
Hello dear subscribers. It has been a while I know. I have been living though an intense few months writing words, running workshops and writing music for different shows, including the soundtrack for an adaptation of The Borrowers running at Polka Theatre in Wimbledon until the end of August.
And then I moved.
After 13 years love, loss and laughter, children growing up, plays written and songs sung, I sold my little house in Bristol and travelled across the water to Wales to begin an exciting new life in Cardiff.
That is where I am right now, looking out of the window in my study across wet rooftops to cloudy Lecwith Hill, dreaming up the campaign to net the remaining 65% of the funding needed to turn On The Road Not Taken into a book that will come though your letterbox and make a satisfying thud as it lands on the doormat.
So I thought I would tell you my plans.
In September and October I will be running a series of life-writing workshops in Bristol, Cardiff, Folkestone and London.
I will be offering manuscript appraisals for memoirs with a one hour telephone consultation.
On Thursday this week I am heading back to Bristol to perform an intimate version of On The Road Not Taken to the members of a book club. If it goes well then I’ll be offering this to anyone who will have me.
This, I hope, will do the trick.
Meanwhile, I have been writing new songs and am in discussions with an excellent producer about turning them into a record.
Thank you for bearing with me and I will bring you more news as the plans unfold.
Meanwhile, I thought I would share a little film I made about the last moments in my old house.