Double / Twin / doppelgänger
Night-writing at Buckler's Hard
Last night I camped out in the shipwrights' classroom next to the Observatory spaces during Storm Angus. The rain pelted the roof, the wind sang earily through the masts but Buckler's Hard remained beautiful.
I have been thinking about ideas of the 'double' or reflected self, how your voice begins to exist betweent the real and fictional when writing in residence.