After having such a wonderful journey up to Wales, I did the wrong thing expecting it to be the same coming home. It did give me more time to sit and reflect on what I have learnt and all the knowledge that the wonderful people from the Writers Holiday have given me. A combination of accidents and coaches in wrong places because of traffic it caused made the wait at Victoria an hour longer. I felt so much empathy towards the coach driver that eventually came to drive us to all our destinations, it was not his fault, some people just do not think it through before they go charging in with their complaints, anger, frustration and general moaning! When everyone was on the coach he very politely informed everyone that he had given up his break and was doing overtime to take this coach out. National Express coach drivers, cool as cucumbers, well done.
Peaches the cat normally ignores me when I come home but she is full of joy to see me and staying very close so I do not disappear again.
Even though I had only known these people at the writers holiday a week it was still a bit emotional saying good bye, such strong friendships are formed when you all have one common desire….To see your book in print. They were all full of advice and sharing their knowledge, I wish I lived closer to some of them so stronger friendships could be formed. It really was the best week away I have had for a very long time. I have come home exhausted, like most of them but it was worth it.
I will do blog spots about some of them and their books over the next couple of weeks so you too can share their wonderful writing.