I pass this way on one of my favourite regular walks. Once a fortnight, I hand the kids over to The Panther and walk away. Fast.
As I march across the city, my head fills with plot twists, story ideas and the general thrilling possibilities that come from making things up.
On a sharp frosty night, Glasgow glitters rather prettily, but I hardly notice. Crossing the dense clump of the city centre, I am struck by how the tall, dark buildings are slashed right through in a network of narrow slightly sinister alleys. There are two sides to everything.
Every other Wednesday I go to the writers’ group I’m a member of. I haven’t been going long and, if I’m honest, I still feel out of my depth among the proper writers. However, for a little while, I can let the writing of stories take on the importance it deserves.
Taken with my phone camera and fiddled with because it was out of focus.
Very atmospheric, and the description you have added sums it up so well.
Very clever. I love your write up.
I love the lights and the fact that they are still up.
Enjoy your writing/you time.
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Great photo and lovely description too x
lovely photo, can see how you get lost in thought
thats a beautiful picture!
very nice pic,love the way it is linked into a story. what id the “roof” made of?
Lovely capture and great to hear you're persevering with the writing workshop
Such an unusual photo and I love the words to go with it, seems to me you definitely belong in that group.
What a lovely picture, and great that you can find inspiration from everything around you. Looking forward to next weeks already!
A gorgeous/eerie shot full of promises!
wow
Thisdayilove
Very pretty!
We had some of those lights this year in Cardiff, absolutely enchanting to walk under.
Thanks for linking up