21 June 2009
At the Manchester Book Festival, a creative writing student asked me for a tip on how to get ideas. He looked a bit surprised when I said, 'Walk'. Today, walking through the valley near my home and looking out over pasture and fields of spring barley, the magic happened again - always a surprise and a blessing. I don't know whether it's the regularity of your footfall or the way your mind clears when you get out into the open but somehow walking opens a space and, often, abhorring a vacuum, the imagination fills it. I'd be interested to know if other people find this too? Or under what circumstances you find your ideas arrive?