I'm back from a lovely trip to west Wales, where fantastic weather made the research for a forthcoming story most pleasurable, even if the heat did slow me down a bit! I've had the idea for this particular story for some time - it's destined for an anthology - but I'd struggled to find a way to make the plot come alive. Then it struck me that what I really needed was a great setting. In just such a way, my idea for a story set in Bletchley Park during the Second World War needed a second key setting - which I found by sheer chance while taking part in a festival on Jersey, of all places, and the result was 'The Sound of Secrecy'.
For a number of reasons, I thought Wales would work well, provided it was a part of the country that I wasn't too familiar with - because I wanted the sense of 'a stranger in town' (or at least in the countryside) in the narrative. So I settled on the Llyn Peninsula, which for some reason or another I've never explored on my many trips to Wales over the years. Criccieth seemed an obvious base, and it proved to be ideal.
Criccieth is a small, pleasant town with a thirteenth century castle and a charming bay, and I realised on my first night there that it would make an ideal home for my protagonist. The 'stranger' would be a man she meets, and they'd go around the area together as their relationship develops. There were lots of options, and I explored as many as I could in the time available, naturally including one or two potential murder scenes, though I didn't manage to make the boat trip to Bardsey Island (you sail from the tiny cove of Porth Meudwy, in the photo below).
However, there was a lot to see - not just glitzy Abersoch, where a beach hut can set you back £200,000, but places like Aberdaron (with a gorgeous old church where R.S.Thomas - once nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature) used to preach, and Nefyn, had considerable charm There's a very good National Trust property and garden at Rhiw, and I also fitted in a trip to Anglesey to visit Plas Newydd, which somehow I've never got round to seeing before. The house overlooks the Menai Straits - a great location.
And one thing leads to another. Whilst in Pwllheli (which I used to associate with holiday camps but which has a very pleasant nature reserve), I was contacted about a possible short story for a women's magazine, and an idea for the storyline sprang to me as I strolled around the waterfront. I didn't write anything other than copious notes when I was away, but such trips are not only fun but also tend to help your mind to figure out how to solve storytelling challenges. Even the gull which perched outside my bedroom window was clearly impressed by the view. Truly inspiring.