Let it Flow - Fear & Creativity
It’s 13.10 on a Thursday and I’ve just topped up my glass of red. It’s Ok because I’m in the South of France on a self imposed writers’ retreat so it would literally be rude and counter productive not to. That’s what kind of person I am these days, literary and pretentious. I teach yoga too and I really like wine so…I can’t be pinned down. It’s also ok because it’s getting hot and I’ll jump in the sea shortly, that’ll wake me the fuck up. I’ve come here with my mate Liz, she’s working on a novel. We need the space to be creative and bohemian and cool so we rented this Air B n B which is just gorgeous and the sea is literally across the road. And when I say road, I mean the M6. We can just about make out the soothing sounds of the Mediterranean lapping away at the shore, beneath the roar of dozens of HGVs en route to Italy. Manchester knocked the wind out of my sails recently. I finished Emergency Door Release, my one woman show, about three months ago. That was a crazy ...