Sunday 15th April

J’ais retourne, and cannot wait to get back to writing again.  I have my class at 4 today, for which luckily I prepared and printed out a piece before we left.  I did take the laptop with me, in the hopes that in those quiet moments I would do some real writing.  But quiet moments there came none really; I did think about writing once or twice, but as you know writing is above all else a solitary pursuit.  The mere fact of someone else bumbling around or even gently snoozing in the gite somewhere seemed to put a stop to any artistic endeavours.  Just as well, really as I find I need quite a long period of peaceful thoughtful reflection before I can begin.  Well, I am of course determined to catch up for lost time, and will try to make Monday, tomorrow, my writing day.  Perhaps I need a slightly different approach, and need to dedicate a whole day to almost nothing but writing, rather than try to do something every day.

I have really enjoyed my little holiday, though do not feel exactly relaxed after it.  I sometimes think that I don’t really know how to relax in any case, the brain is nearly always racing with thoughts, and the more someone tells me to relax the more fidgety I get.  I would always rather be doing something than nothing I suppose and have never quite understood those who can lay in bed till ten then saunter down and slummock on the sofa and reach for the remote.

Anyway I hope you have enjoyed my sporadic little postings from France, only slightly interrupted by lack of internet, and can assure you that normal service will soon be resumed.