The glorious power of extended solitude
I've always been a professional writer with a day job. Once, I gave myself a whole month of nothing but writing - and the experience by far surpassed my expectations.
This was a first for me. I’ve been writing professionally for going on thirty years now and have never taking a time-out to focus on just the story for an extended period of time. When I finally did spend a whole month in Ireland’s remote Connemara (the setting of John Ford’s The Quiet Man), I discovered a time of pure writer’s bliss.
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