Writing Group

On Wednesday 13th September the writing group run by Wendy Hughes at Worthing Library returned from their summer break. Wendy asked us all what we had been writing and our plans for next year. I was happy to tell them I only had 14 copies of the poetry anthology left and will be starting a new course at the end of the month.

Wendy then gave us some insight in how to approach historical novel writing, where to do research and where to find information about times we know little about. She sited children’s books as an example.

We were given a short exercise in historical writing to do and then we moved onto manuscript reading. Each of us had the opportunity to read something they had been working on or the previous ‘homework.’

We were given lists of competitions and outlets and homework ( optional) for next month. This is the perfect stimulus for writing and all comments are encouraging and positive. I recommend writing groups.

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Not many left

We are down to the last fifteen of “Reflections,”with orders still coming in. Maybe I ought to concentrate on writing and publishing poetry instead of trying to learn script writing. I was worried about not having an ISBN number but selling person to person seems to be my forte.

May be off line for a while soon. Trying to write a short story but the plot is sliding away from me because it is based on fact. Some people can mix the two but I find it almost impossible. ( Except in ” A Lesson for the Teacher”) Booking up for a book fair in March – had to buy a new diary!

Reciting poetry

Some poems cry out to be read aloud while others are just for private consumption. Our poetry anthology has both and I had the pleasure of reading out a couple last night at the Willows folk club in Arundel. This time I read one by our friend Bryan as that was more likely to make people laugh and it did. I get a real kick out of making people laugh. I can see why comedians enjoy their job.

I bought a copy of Pam Ayres’ verses from a charity stall last month and found a new favourite. Although I like “I wish I’d looked after me teeth,” there’s one entitled “Heaps of Stuff” which is so true I feel I want to find somewhere to recite it, just to get a reaction! Mind you, I can’t do that lovely accent so it might not be so successful.

The book is “The Works” selected poems, and the quality varies so I won’t do a review.She said herself her verses were written to be spoken out loud and she sounds great performing them.

Rehearsal

Everyone turned up for the pantomime casting session and it wasn’t difficult to cast the parts as I had heard most of them on the phone. The part I thought would be difficult turned out to be easy as the ‘reader’ adopted exactly the right voice without being coached. Our star actor was as good as I expected in the main role and the technician was happy with everyone’s voices on the microphones.

This will be an audio version of a well known story but with added jokes that I gleaned from the internet, although they may just as well have come out of a Christmas cracker!

Once it is in the can I’ll tell you all about it. There will have to be added sound effects and it should be out in early December.

Productions

Excited because I only have 20 copies of “Reflections, Then and Now” left so I am tempted to get some more printed. I didn’t realise men would like the book as much, if not more, than women. I have never had such good feedback from anything I have written.

Also looking forward to the panto casting session on Tuesday – twelve people coming for ten parts. Being a producer, even if it is only in audio,is a daunting task. It’s a bit like judging a beauty contest – I’m bound to upset somebody.

At last I am beginning to communicate on wordpress. I thought only folk in America and India read my blog but, hooray, welcome Pete and Pete’s friends.

Worthing Rotary Festival Parade

It may be late but worth the wait, the Rotary float’s in view.

Give them all a wave- the Worthing Crier, in costume gold and blue.

I can hear the beat of the samba band and see the pom-poms, too.

They spin and punch ( without any lunch) on lorries all forming a queue.

Let the music blare as the people stare; I love parades, don’t you?

rotary parade