I'm still trying to find my around. One thing that hinders is... available time!
Time is a funny thing. We seem to find holes in it, every now and then... and in that time, as an opportunity, can then do the things that we had wanted to do, but had never found the time.
We are then ripped away... suddenly, and are thrust once more in the mad rush of the everyday-time: a busy work-day and all of the hassle of hectic obligations.
So at last, here, I have a moment. And with such moment, comes a good silence. In that silence... come ideas and... words.
I'm originally from the wilds of Northumberland. I now live and work in France, as a television documentary researcher, writer, and film-maker.
I am an earth-scientist, writer and artist. I have a book project emerging and ever expanding, developing within those short periods of time that one finds, as I say, but here and there.
I voyage, alone, inside Nature. I then write of my explorations into wildness.
I have seen her: Nature... that singular entity unexplained. I saw her fleeting in the guise of the ghoul of wind. The wind I saw at midnight.
I also voyage, within these hills through time. I quest to meet the Neanderthals. And I have seen them... heard them. And was then lost upon the Great Plains where the grand fauna of the Palaeolithic roam.
I'm trying to find contacts for my written work... Contacts for publication.
Looking too for contact with writer-friends, be great to get some exchanges going: if you find the time that is!
Bien cordialement à tous!