The drumbeat transports me through the earth by way of a hollow tree. “You’ll meet your power animal,” the drummer says. Sure enough, a young female deer is waiting for me. Eyes unsure, she finally lets me touch her suede nose. “Has your power animal a message for you?” The drumbeat echoes in the background,… Continue reading A Very Different Writing Workshop
Month: September 2015
Where did the summer go?
How did we arrive in the middle of September? I feel as if the summer slipped by without me noticing it. I give below a few highlights of my last few months. The Romantic Novelists’ Association Annual Conference This year the conference was held in London and I just happened to choose the day of… Continue reading Where did the summer go?