Surviving a Literary Festival

I have been very quiet for a week now. For the last three years I have come to the Hay Literary and Arts Festival and it is always a roller-coaster week. The difference this year is that I know why.

The reasons are the usual suspects: noise overload, people overload, changing routine, uncertainty over what will happen. Oh, and smells.

For me to survive and enjoy the experience I have to be upfront about myself and my needs. Mostly this works. And that is enough. Mostly surviving is better than not trying. For me.

Being creative is the mainstay of my life, and poetry, prose, and photography is where I express my deepest emotions. I also enjoy the challenge of design and create jewellery, fabric bags, and garments and home items in yarn. Diagnosed with ASD at the age of 68 after fifty years in and out of the mental health system, I now aim to explore and share my experiences over these years. Apart from blogs and short articles I'll share my life in my verse and images.

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