I recently spent a weekend at Gregynog in Tregynon, mid Wales. It’s safe to say although the area was beautiful, as you can see in the pictures, it was a different atmosphere to a 22 year old born Londoner who is used to city life. The aim of the trip was to write, to be in a secluded area where there is no signal, no distractions and to just write. The ideology of this was perfect however because I was in an area that I didn’t know and that was severely out of my comfort zone I found it hard, probably harder than most but I got there. I felt clearer when it came to my Major Project, the obstacles that were holding the development of my script has now been resolved.
Apart from the writing itself, the weekend entailed copious amounts of wine and a lot of hangovers. Not a bad trip.