Showing posts with label Looe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Looe. Show all posts

Friday, 20 November 2009

DOWN TO THE HARBOUR



There's usually an image in my mind, long before any words hit the screen. I like to have postcards, maps [especially maps] cuttings... a whole collection of memory-joggers in a box or pinned to a board. Not to mention notebooks or scrapbooks. Sometimes, it can get a bit tricky even reaching the computer! I also like to sketch characters' faces, their shoes, hats or clothes. Nothing very artistic, and nobody but me to see them of course, but just a bit quicker than words in the early stages.

I think this photo, taken from the box at random, is actually of Looe. That narrow pavement between the tall houses, that slope, and the harbour below - well, it all helped on a writing morning when I was about as far from the tang of salt or the sound of the waves as can be in the British Isles.