I have recently been going through a bit of a Barren phase when it came to writing new stories. Spent hours digging through old Myths and legends and even listened intently to ancient audio Ghost stories in the hope of finding a little gem that could aid me in my quest to find that perfect tale. Nothing jumped out at me , absolutely nothing. I eventually sat down and resolved myself to maybe revisiting some old favourites or perhaps using some well worn and well known works that would provide few surprises but maybe some home comforts to my audiences. Then I started observing. I live in a pretty rural area. the forests are lush and green and peppered with ancient structures and foilage that seems to leap from another world. I have a pretty energetic dog and have for the last year been a pretty avid runner trying to stride out there with a view of losing a few pounds. By observing I mean taking the time to really look around and use my imagination. Those of you that follow me on Twitter (@Owenstaton) will notice that I have been posting pics of places that have awakened my interest or caused my imagination to fire itself from its slumber. It has done me the world of good, once more the pen is flowing and the words are tumbling forth. New tales are being written and performances planned.
Don’t just look my friends, observe it makes a Hell of a difference ..