Castletownbere - Well worth a visit!
In the past I have often been at my most creative whilst under pressure. I have used writing as an escape valve from life and this has never failed me before. Recently however, possibly due to the numerous household upheavals this year, I have found it harder to remain focussed on my work. I have managed to keep on top of college deadlines, but everything else stopped. This lack of creative energy crept up on me. I noticed that I wasn't reading so much, in fact a week went by and I hadn't picked up a book. For anyone who knows me well, this is indicative of a serious internal crisis.
Every night, exhausted from packing/unpacking and organising new schools and Christmas, I went to bed with a completely empty head. No stories to plot, no movie scripts creeping uninvited into my dreams. Nothing! It was kind of scary after a lifetime of being bombarded with odd characters and plotlines.
So it was with some relief that our Christmas holiday in Castletownbere, West Cork seems to have done the trick. Despite the snow and ice, which was followed swiftly by wind and rain we had a great time catching up with friends and simply chilling out. We had an interesting drive around the Beara Peninsula and whilst I stared out of the window at the craggy rocks and soggy sheep I realised that my first "Irish" novel had been conceived. This little embryo is now taking shape and occupies all my down-time, and I think it will be a beauty.
All I needed was a holiday!
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