I was telling my good friend over coffee this morning about how I’ve been using all my suddenly copious free time since being laid off work.
Along with chores around the house that have gone undone for the longest time and shooting off resumes, I’ve been futzing around, trying to pick up the thread of the book I’ve been working on forever.
It’s fictional, based on fact, about the Troubles in
I said, “You know, what I really want is to go there, to
It’s one thing to research from a distance, and the Internet is great for that, but nothing beats being there.
“That’s the first step,” my friend said. “Putting it out there.” He meant airing the wish, putting it into words. Another friend would call that “telling the Universe.”
“Yeah, but I don’t have the money for an extended stay in
We discussed it a little more. I was full of reasons I’d never get to go.
He said, “Why don’t you post it on your blog? Maybe someone will have some suggestions.”
“Good idea,” I said doubtfully.
But after we parted, the idea stuck with me. So, I’m tossing it out there, into the world. I’m a writer who wants to write, but wants to write with a good understanding of her subject. I’m looking to correspond with people who either live in Northern Ireland or who have been there; people who may have some ideas for how I’d go about applying for writing grants or even assignments, that sort of thing. I’d like to talk with people from all sides of the conflict, from all walks of life.
There’s a book here in my heart, trying to take shape, trying to get out. My curiosity is boundless. Thoughts? I’d love to hear from you.