Click on the Subscribe Button to get updates, new chapters, travel blog entries and more Sitting in front of the computer, wondering about stories of our avoidable scrapes and adventures Setting up a website, putting myself and my material out there for critique. Who am I to try and build a community, to offer feedback, suggest that others follow suit? Many years ago, I faced returning to a job I didn't want or choosing voluntary redundancy.
The advice I was given: Be Bold. If you're frightened of an outcome - try harder at it. If you're unsure of your abilities, do it anyway. Face imposter syndrome with 'fake it till you make it'. Easy words, hard to do. And yet, if we don't, what then? How small will our world compress to? How tight does our comfort zone become? So, I'm setting up this website for feedback for writers.
I'm hoping that the writers I've met and those who haven't become my friends yet will respond. I'm hoping you'll join this endeavour. Either as a writer looking for feedback or a reader looking for new material. You might even be a publisher or an agent waiting for the new undiscovered talent to appear.
Turns out Teruel has a lovely old town, a great pedestrian bridge over the river and lots of good cafes. Then we went wandering, and purchased little things that we wanted, having spent nearly a fortnight in the van. I have super-deluxe, down filled slippers that have no heat protection in the soles, so am now toasty with a pair of insoles. Just before we finished pottering around the town M asked if I wanted to stay any longer.
We have headed back towards the coast. Morella and Teruel are both great places, but are an additional m above sea level. M feeling under the weather meant that I got a rare experience of sitting behind the steering wheel. A number of radio shows spent the entire day broadcasting endless hours of callers ringing up to express their discordant views.
