Really enjoying my early morning walks to the north and west of the village. Some earlier than others.
A low mist over the meadows one day, clear skies the next.
Loved reading from Trust: A family story at the (virtual) residence of the new cohort of MSt in Creative Writing students.
Yes, Trust is finished. I think when I've said this in the past it has been wishful thinking. The rewriting and editing stages bring you back into contact with painful memories and you can only bear that for short periods. There have to be longish intervals between them, and as the years pass you hope you have got there. But the next 'final' read through proves you wrong.
On a positive note, the successive re-readings form an extensive dialogue with yourself over time and this helps you to come to terms with the past.
It is there now.