I have been writing! Honestly! Up to chapter 45 and ready for some more twists to the plot. I am also leaving Wednesday afternoon for 5 weeks in Dublin, Ireland. I arrive in time for the yearly Dublin Writers Conference and stay at a friend’s cottage in the North Strand neighborhood where my new book has a few chapters about the cottage, taken with poetic license.
I finished Right As Wrong Could Be at the cottage last year and hope the cool, fresh air of Ireland’s summer temps helps me finish Mistaken Identity. Last September I began the book and due to the circus in DC, I have logged more TV time than writing time! With a little bit of Irish luck, I will have the new book out in the fall.
A small germ of an idea has planted itself in my head about a new story, but I don’t think too much about it because it would only be another distraction from my writing.
Dublin is a great city for writers, with its Irish Writers Center in Parnell Square. What a building! It has classes and lectures offered to members and the public all year-long. I joined a couple of years ago.
Also, the city has bookstores! Real bookstores that have signing that people attend!
I am fortunate that over the years I’ve met and become friends with a lot of people in Dublin that are successful writers to struggling writers. The common thread is that we all write.
That thread is missing these days in Key West. No gathering place for writers (or maybe I’m just not invited) and book signings for local writers and less known writers seems to be off from eight to ten years ago. Where’s Hemingway and Tennessee Williams when you need them?
I hope to post from Dublin but if not, I am either dead or enjoying the company of other writers. Some travel to other parts of Ireland is scheduled too. Oh yeah, and lots of writing. I prefer enjoying the company to death, in case you wondered.
(The photo above is a collection of writers at Toner’s Pub in Dublin. There was a reading by writers that night and the room was full)