Beowulf

After three weeks' leave I'm now back at work and entering another busy, but exciting time. The magazine I work on is being redesigned and we're switching publishing software, which means I'm training for the rest of the week. Apart from the first week when the children were still at school I didn't really get a chance to write, but I didn't get too stressed. My energy was focussed on the children and we had a brilliat time last week camping on the Devon coast. It was a first for all of us and it proved a great holiday. The highlight of which was catching mackerel and cooking it for breakfast on the last morning.

This morning I was back on the train jostling for a seat, but managed to write, it is my best and only time and if I can manage two hours a day while I commute then I'm happy. On holiday I picked up an old copy of Beowulf, which I've read once but enjoying it again. The structure of the old english poem is interesting - ie time is irrelevant and is not in any chronological order. I also watched David Lynch's Mullholland Drive which has the same diachronic treatment and is an inspiration for my own writing.

It's good to be back in London, the city always inspires me.