Writing Days

The long grey of the Irish winter has begun. There's nothing better for writing than a rainy day outside and a warm fire in the hearth inside. So I'm working on the revisions of my screenplay for The Hunter's Moon (announcement coming soon, stay tuned) and I'm also transcribing my Camino notes from tattered copybooks to beautiful bound journal. Will post pics of same soon. Meanwhile, here's me at the end of all things, i.e. beyond my boots lie the rocks and waters of Finisterre on the western coast of Spain, Land's End to the Romans. The most wonderful thing about going through my notes is the full recall of the experience. I'm back there again ... on the sacred way.

A Rebel's Tale

I mentioned in my personal blog that I'm doing a full-time art course at the moment (writer turns visual artiste). Here's a little video made by the talented 2nd Years and directed by TP MacCurtain who's risking his life to teach me metalwork. Next year I get to do digital photography and filmmaking with himself. Will have some news soon about my own script and the film of The Hunter's Moon. Stay tuned!  

More Camino

Have I started work on my Camino book? No. First I need to buy a beautiful bound journal and transfer my three crushed and scribbled notebooks into it. That will bring back the entire experience - un viaje profond y mythico - and give me the boost to start writing. These two pics are another of the alpha and omega variety. The 790 marker is outside Roncesvalles, Spain which I reached after crossing the French Pyrenees (took two days, one sunny, one fog-bound). The 100 marker is somewhere in a Galician woods pointing the way to the sacred goal, the holy city of Santiago de Compostela.