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Bonnie Dundee

Though I didn’t actually see much of it today. Instead I spent a happy and very useful day in the company of members of the Association of Christian Writers at their first-ever Scottish Writers Day hosted by Dundee crime writer, Wendy H. Jones.

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The event was held at the City Church Dundee which is located in an old Friary.

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A goodly number of us from Scotland, the North of England and as far away as Norfolk and London turned up to enjoy (and benefit from) each other’s company, three excellent talks (by Wendy H. Jones, Jane Clamp, and Margaret Skea) and three excellent workshops.

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I had forgotten just how energising and inspiring being with other writers is. We were a motley bunch today – wannabes and much-published authors and all stops in between, but everyone mutually supportive and encouraging.

Maybe it goes back to the days when human beings were nomads, hunting and gathering and getting together with others of their tribe for festivals and celebrations… but it still feels good to meet up with one’s tribe. For me, a Scottish Christian Writers day ticks all the boxes!

Over coffee and tea and cake and lunch of home-made soup and a bookstall displaying an impressive range of members’ books, we chatted, compared notes on the various forms of publishing available to us nowadays. Tips and contacts and email addresses were exchanged, and promises to friend on Facebook and keep in touch.

A really good and worthwhile day. The organisers deserve warm thanks and should be made to promise they’ll do it again next year! I’ll certainly be there.

 

 

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Books at the edge of the world

I love the view from John O’Groats probably more than any other view in the world – so far! Each time I find myself on the road just above the village looking down to where the road ends and the sea begins and beyond is island upon island out to the far horizon, my breath catches and my heart thumps with awe and wonder.

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It feels like the very edge of the world… mainland fraying into a ragged flotilla of broken-off rocks and skerries, hump-backed islets, dots with precariously perched stark white lighthouses, and the odd ship braving its way through the maze.

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My father used to always point out that white-crested rough wave patch where the Atlantic met the North Sea in a clash of titans. And we would gaze – as my sister and I did today – in wonder.

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But we had come not only for the views but for the delights of the first full day of the John O’Groats Book Festival – and a great day we had.

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This time, I could relax and enjoy other writers doing the work! And so first of all, we met up with two of the novelists for coffee and a sharing of experiences, much laughter and mutual sympathy, before making our way to the first talk of the day – poet Andrew Greig casting the spell of his trip by boat round Orkney in the Arctic Whaler ‘like a poem she’s not a machine, but a craft.’

A change of theme and a change of venue – in surely the most scenic lecture room in Britain?

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for James Hunter’s heartbreaking history of the Sutherland Clearances, that indefensible, inhuman destruction of lives and livelihood, 50 centuries of habitation, tradition and culture – all to make way for sheep and money in some strangers’ pockets. I found myself sitting next to a young woman studying for a degree in Scottish history and looking to base her dissertation on the land and social issues of the Clearances and am heartened that there are young local folk who care, are interested and maybe the heartbreaking stories will not be forgotten after all.

Next to hear Chris Brookmyre, who has been 22 years with the same publisher, producing a solid track record for gritty crime novels. The latest is a science fiction/hybrid which sounded so fascinating I bought a copy even though it’s only out in hardback and therefore expensive!

And last but not least a group book signing and I was back on parade. But it’s not hard work when folk are so interested in your books and seem keen to buy them!

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All in all, I reckon the Festival has been a huge success. Now the challenge is to get the next book written and published in time for the next one!

 

 

 

 

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On the road again: day one

It’s been five months. And now, like a newborn wobbly calf,

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I am struggling to my feet and setting off back into some kind of a life again. The spring weather has encouraged me to spread my wings and I’m halfway to John O’Groats for the first Book Festival there. I have a ten-minute slot as a local author tomorrow night when I can promote the new book, Necklace of Lies, and then my sister and I can relax and enjoy all the other speakers on Saturday.

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I set off at 9.15 this morning and arrived at my chosen destination – the Day’s Inn hotel at Annandale Water – six and a quarter hours later and 351 miles into my journey.

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En route, I found good places for comfort breaks and lunch, and arrived at one of my favourites – Mainsgill Farm Shop and Cafe – in time for afternoon tea. And there to my delight the first things I saw were camels. Not what you expect in the north of England!

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I have a soft spot for camels so I had to go and talk to them. Two were busy grazing but one was prepared to pose for the camera. They paid absolutely no attention to the heavy lorries roaring past on the road above them

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I wondered had they ever been used as beasts of burden, Camel Logistics Inc., as used by the three wise men?

Now time for a peaceful walk round the lake and a quiet evening before I set off on the next leg of the journey.

 

 

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The power of the deadline

I have a deadline. Two, in fact. And both, insanely tight. This is good – for several reasons.

  1. Like many writers I am bone idle. No, I mean creative… I can spend hours gently daydreaming, gazing at lovely views (or nothing in particular) and letting my thoughts wander where they will, up hill and down dale. And not putting fingers to keyboard.
  2. I find it only too easy to say yes to everything anyone asks of me. Yes of course I’ll bring a cake to that church tea. Yes, I’ll help out at that event. Yes, I can drive that person to wherever. Yes, I’ll… do anything but sit home alone in front of the computer…
  3. I like to read… and I find I really cannot get into other people’s fiction when I’m trying to write fiction! It’s like being given the gift of a box of chocolates after you’ve binged all Easter Sunday on chocolate eggs and Cadbury creme eggs and chocolate cake and… you really don’t think you can face another chocolate ever again. (Of course I’ve never done that….)
  4. I’m afraid… of not being able to do it again. Yes, I know it happened with every book so far, and several times within the process of each. But it’s horrid. And not writing at all is one way to avoid it. But agreeing to a deadline makes me face it, and work through it.
  5. I’m afraid… of it not being as good as the last one. I’m afraid of running out of words. I’m afraid of diving so deeply into my story that I’ll get lost down there and drown and never come up again. I’m afraid of doing what I love to do more than anything else in the world: am I really allowed to do this? I’m afraid of discovering I don’t really like doing it at all… A deadline simply demands that I sit down and get on with it. Like a job of work. Word after word. One after the other. Just do it.
  6. And a deadline reminds me how afraid I am, and idle, and weak, and needy… and that I don’t need to worry about any of that because I’m a Christian writer who writes because I believe God gave me the gift and asked me to use it … for Him. I write overtly Christian books, deliberately, determinedly. To uplift and encourage God’s Christian women particularly. To entertain yes, but to give them a thoroughly good experience at the same time. Good in His terms. So if He wants me to do, He’ll have to help me. And He says He will:
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‘My Grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.’ (2 Corinthians 12:9) and that’s fine with me. I’ve got plenty of weakness!

Oh, did I mention the deadlines? For Mizpah Ring Book 2: end of May; for Mizpah Ring 3: end of August. And the plan is publication of both books this year: Mizpah Ring 2 early September, and Book 3 early December. Oh yes, I’m going to need all the help I can get!

 

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Day Five: Last day in Dundee

Late afternoon in Dundee. It’s been a busy couple of┬ádays but hugely enjoyable.

Yesterday evening I met the very lively and talented Angus Writers Circle at the splendid location of Rosely House Hotel, Arbroath.

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Rosely House is a classic Scottish baronial mansion – all wood panelling and more animal head trophies in one place than I’ve ever seen before!

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A bit fuzzy but conveys the view quite well!

I really enjoyed talking about writing to the group (and selling my book, When the Boats Come Home). One-on-one chats were great too, with folk ranging from beginners to award-winners.

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Me with award-winners Chris Longmuir and Suzanne Milne

Today I found myself at the Priory in Dundee, now home to the City Church. There I was privileged to speak to the Ladies Prayer Fellowship before Wendy Jones and I took ourselves off to lunch via the thriving CLC Bookshop.

Now it’s time for putting my feet up and having a little rest before I’m back on the road tomorrow for the long drive up to Wick- a distance of 240 miles. Should be very beautiful though. I’ll make sure I stop and take photos!

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