sean dunne 20 March 2010
I did 2 events at the Sean Dunne Festival today in Waterford (Ireland’s Sunny South East) and they did me the world of good. I talked about writing and read from the extant novels and, whatever the audiences took away, I must admit it gave me back a little of my self confidence so I thank all involved for that. It was also great to meet other writers (and we had all sorts from crime to poetry) because they have to be the most positive and supportive bunch you will ever meet – we are all aware of how hard (and nuts) the process is and how damning we all are about our own works-in-progress.
I even wrote a little.
And the sun (sort of) shone.
My friend Lynn Cahill, lives and works there now, showed me the beautifully refurbished Theatre Royal which put the gub on me to do a live show, and also the Cathedral in which she works complete with Norman stone sarcophagi (and more) and I do love a good church. The lads buried there are still within the vaults, including an ex-mayor of the town who has a most unusual monument showing him basically as a skeleton with the warning that this is how we’ll all end up. Fantastic altogether.
