Four writers in residence in nature
A recipe for happiness
An autumn sun ( morning).
A little mist draped over purple mountains.
Birds singing from orange bracken.
Strong black coffee taken in my traveling home.
A pen moving across the painted page.
My heart in the right place –
– the centre of me.
Autumn is my season.
You’ll find me taking up more space in the landscape as I easy into the season.
This time, with the changing colours and temperatures, is my time to shine.
My time to expand.
So it makes sense to be working on pulling together my final creations for my residency with Northumberland National Park.
In all honesty, I feel as if I’m just beginning. Just scratching the surface.
I’m thinking I’m going to stay in residence indefinitely. Just take up the space.
Claim the space as my own. Just like when I venture out into nature and connect with her as kin.
As my birthright.
Unfortunately, due to illness we had to cancel our scheduled writing group session. I was most disappointed as I find these meetings, with writing exercises included, a way to focus my attention. Making this specific time and space to work together on our individual residencies is really useful. I find that the weeks go by and I might be thinking about the writing, the landscape, the message, but putting pen to paper to try and make sense of it all, ends up being at the bottom of my to-do list. Then it keeps getting switched to another list when I don’t reach the bottom of the list each day, each week.
At least with an hour or so, sat down with the other writers and talking and sharing about our work, our writing and our residencies, then I’m in the zone and something usually comes out of our this together. So I suppose I”m saying, lets organise our next meeting for sometime soon, as I need the discipline of turning up to the page together, please. Thank you.
Black Nature in Residence 