Our next retreat focuses on settings and characters, drawing inspiration from some gothic writing of the past. Here’s a little teaser from Sandra to whet your appetites…
Here’s our latest Chasing Time blog post following our first retreat last weekend, which went even better than we could have hoped for. We’ve already had three 5* reviews (which are included at the end of the post), and are looking forward to doing it all again in a few weeks time!
Source: Inaugural Retreat Success
As per Sandra’s post on her own website, which I shared here earlier this month, I have more exciting news about the launch of our tutored residential writing retreats. Two writing friends and I have set up Chasing Time Writing Retreats in a beautiful and quirky Scottish country house, and are excited to share our passion for writing with others. The programme is now up and running and we have taken our first bookings.
Having been lucky enough to go on various writing retreats myself, I know how valuable it can be to escape the everyday routines and commitments you may have at home, and be able to concentrate solely on developing your writing. In Rosely Country House Hotel, Arbroath, we have found the perfect place to host our retreats, with its uniquely atmospheric setting sure to provide writing motivation around every corner.
If this is the sort of thing that appeals, why not click on the link below and check out the rest of our website? We’d love to see you there. 🙂
Thanks to Jan for her entry in to this month’s writing prompt of ‘Halloween Night’, which is a bit gentler than some stories that I’ve read for this time of year! No spooky witches or zombies here, just a blast from the past! I hope you enjoy :).
“So, I had just zapped my micro meal for one, changed into PJs and put my slippers on when the doorbell rang.
“Jamie, good grief! Oh my god, I heard you had died. Thought you were in heaven and all that?”
“Yes, well almost Gemma. But do you remember we made a pledge to each other, that whoever went first we would try to come back and tell the other what it was like? Remember?”
“Yes of course I remember, but I didn’t expect to be haunted by my ex Fiance, who I hadn’t seen for a couple of years, just because it’s Halloween! Plus, you look too good to be a ghost!”
“Well when we come back still look like ourselves,” he chuckled.
“Oh, I see. Well, whatever, it’s nice to see you after all this time. So spill, what’s it like? Is it how we’d always imagined?”
“It’s wonderful! No clocks, so we don’t need to know the time, and in some parts, no windows, so we don’t need to worry about what’s going on in other places. Bright lights, dancing, lots of laughter, a few tears. So many interesting people too. Elvis, Frank Sinatra; well all The Rat Pack actually, and the food’s great!”
“Great food? In Heaven?”
“No you twit, what do you mean Heaven? I thought you were joking. No, I’m talking about Vegas! I’ve been living there for the past year and it’s all I ever dreamt of! My idea of Heaven!”
“B b but I thought you were dead!”
“Dead? You numpty, I’ve never felt more alive! So alive that I thought I’d come back and tell you all about it! Well, what do you say? Fancy joining me in Paradise?”
— © Jan Strickland