When I was still a student at Edinburgh University, a friend
asked me what
I would like to do in my life. Write, and
travel, I said.
Early travels - in the Scottish Highlands |
I studied
English and French Literature, with
excursions into psychology,
philosophy and Islamic History.
After completing a Post Graduate
Teaching Certificate I
embarked on the two things I really wanted to
do, travelling
and writing.
An
account of my time in India, A New
Notebook, has been
published in Emails from India; Women Write Home
(although
my travels there were before the time of emails)
and other pieces of
writing from that time are included in
the blog as Carnets - From Quetta to Tehran and Part 2.
After months spent travelling in Asia I returned to Europe
and lived in Freiburg-im-Breisgau, in the incomparable
Schwarzwald. I had various jobs there which included
After months spent travelling in Asia I returned to Europe
and lived in Freiburg-im-Breisgau, in the incomparable
Schwarzwald. I had various jobs there which included
working in a laundry, a factory, and modelling for
life
drawing classes at Freiburg's Art College – all jobs ideally
suited to writing, I found.
drawing classes at Freiburg's Art College – all jobs ideally
suited to writing, I found.
In my kitchen in Freiburg, Germany 1 |
Freiburg kitchen 2 |
In the 1990s I travelled in Europe and the USA with the musician
John Renbourn. My journal was my sketch book and most of these
sketches found their way into a book I published about our travels
Every Shade of Blue.
You can find the post about its publication here.
On the rim of the Grand Canyon, Arizona |
Some of our later travels – in this century! - I’ve written about on
these posts – driving to France, and arrival in France. And our last
trip together, though we did not know then it would be our last, was
to the north coast of England.
In the 1990s I completed two further teaching courses, a
CELTA/RSA in Edinburgh, to teach English as a Second
Language, and a course at the Centre International d’Études
Pédagogiques in Sèvres, France, to teach French.
When
I wasn't teaching I travelled and wrote. Sometimes I
managed to
combine all 3, as in Albania at the turn of the
century, where I
also worked for an NGO. Tirana Papers
is a
record of this time.
Residencies in
Europe, in France, Switzerland and Serbia.
Vineyards, Lac Leman, Swiss Alps |
A Sleeping Sentry at the Gate of Time, a short story, was my first published work, appearing in Chapman magazine, in 1980.
Since then, poems, stories, articles and reviews have
appeared in various print magazines and journals
including:
New Writing Scotland, An Anthology of Scottish Women
Writers, Crannog, The Lady, & Times Literary
Supplement.
Publications in other countries, or in
translation include Ljubljana
Tales (Poland), Pilvax
Magazine (Hungary), La Traductiere (France), Tirana
Observer (Albania), and
Orizont Literar
Contemporan & Euphorion (Romania).
Poems
have also appeared on transport systems – in
Glasgow's Underground,
and on Edinburgh's buses.
Online
publications can be found through links in the Work
The
name, Rivertrain, comes
from a train ride through
Slovenia, from
Bled in the north, via Ljubljana, to the border
with Croatia, near
Zagreb. The traintrack often ran alongside
the river Sava, curving
and twisting, following the river's
path.
Church on the island in Lake Bled, Slovenia |
River Sava, Slovenia, from the River Train |
Beautiful Piran, on Slovenia's coast |
The blog is a place for what
the French term récits,
which
covers just about every kind of non-fiction writing.
covers just about every kind of non-fiction writing.
Sometimes it can be an excerpt from or a pointer to,
published work, sometimes it is lifted
straight from a
journal, and might relate
to travel, both literal and
metaphorical, to ideas, and to the works
of other writers,
artists, travellers
and photographers. I
particularly like the
way that a blog encourages images.
Bright-eyed Camargue bull |
Decades ago,
when I was just starting out writing, and
travelling, photographs
were rare, though I do like the few
grainy, blurred images that survive. Nowadays of course,
with digital cameras, there is such
opportunity to capture
sunlight and scenery, people and poses, in
clear detail.
Bagpipe player, Neseber, Bulgaria |
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