Thanks to Madeleine at Scribble and Edit for hosting this blogfest, and for inspiring a lovely dreamy reverie about my ideal hidey-hole!
I absolutely love the mountains. Mountains evoke a sense of awe and majesty, a reminder that we are not the centre of the universe and ground us in humility. They have a permanence and reliability in a frantic world, and yet with the mercurially shifting weather, the play of light and shadow across the ever changing cloak of the seasons, they offer a fresh vista of inspiration every day.
My hideaway cottage in the mountains
I love the loneliness of mountains, where the only sounds are the buffeting of the wind, the quiet song of the insects, the chuckle of water and the laughter of the sheep. I love the warm moistness of the air in the boggy moorland and the fierce exhilaration in the wind at the mountain top. And the view. The heart pounding glory of a world stretching out into the hazy distance, full of life, yet captured in the stillness of distance.
My luxury would be a fan heater. Yes, I know, very strange. There is something about the focussed source of heat in a cold room (or even out on the decking on a cold evening!) and the quiet, rhythmic drone of the fan that frees my mind to wander.
My five books. Only five? Well, if I am supposed to be writing, I had better not have too many distractions! On the recommendation of Nancy Williams I recently bought some books which look fantastic and I am really looking forward to reading:
The Writer's Journey: Mythic Structure for Writers (Christopher Vogler)
45 Master Characters (Victoria Lynn Schmidt)
Self Editing for Fiction Writers, 2nd Edition (Renni Browne / Dave King)
and I'll take a Bible (spiritual nourishment) and the Harry Potter series in one super volume, because I want to de-construct it to work out for myself what magic ingredient makes perfectly sane people queue at midnight! (and because I love the books, of course!)