I was reading this month’s magazine when I came upon a little piece about me and my books. It was such a long time since I sent it in I had forgotten all about it.
I should have added a web address but otherwise it was fine, although I always think other writers cannot possibly read books by all the authors who submit to Writing Magazine. Just occasionally a review or a story might make a reader search out more by that writer and one can hope that a publisher might be curious enough to find out whether one would be a good bet for promotion.
Having been told once that my work was’not commercial’ I gave up sending to agents. It is enough to constantly be asked for another book by the folk who do buy a copy. It will be interesting to find out if anyone shows an interest at the UK Southern Book Show on 28th October at Field Place, Worthing. It should be a great showcase.
Geoff has a new name for his monthly charity folk nights -“The Village Stage” which is very apt as it is in Angmering Village and the performers are on a stage. Last night the charity was Worthing Homeless and the performers included a bunch of nine musicians who sang a variety of songs with a harmonica, a banjo, a flute, a violin, a squeezebox, guitars and other instruments. It was a glorious set and finished off the evening after the individual performers beautifully.
I didn’t take my camera phone. One day I’ll remember!
Still not writing, but I am planning. First we have the UK Southern Book Show in October and I have to give a ten minute talk, then we have a charity gig in November when the Sea Scribes and the Friends of St Barnabas in Worthing are combining to entertain with stories, poems and songs. Although my singing is atrocious I have been trying to learn a song to sing at the folk club we attend , on an Open Mic night.
The rest of the time I am designing posters and advertising. I don’t have a publishing package so I do it on Open Office. I really should get some more book marks done, or at least, some up to date business cards.
I’ll try to load up one of my recent efforts.
A Bend in the Lane flyer
Maybe I’m a bit daring , writing a review of this book on an international blog but John Niven’s book both shocked and enthralled me.
This was political satire disguised as humour and I’m glad I picked up the red cover version as I thought the one with the face tasteless, but then the whole book is designed to upset and provoke.
A swearing and disappointed God sends his musical son back down to earth to try to tell people to stop fighting and be nice to one another. In order to become noticed Jesus (JC) enters a talent contest. Does he change the world? What do you think?
Set in the USA and taking pot shots at Christianity throughout this is a story designed to make one think. Unforgettable.
The clerk and the dairymaid went to live in a terrace in grim Southall town.
They had little money but lived with his Mummy, two girls and a terrier, brown.
The house had a garden, a small wooden shed and a lilac tree I liked to climb,
A thin, scruffy lawn and a vegetable patch ( plus a top bunk I wanted as mine.)
My sister was younger and timid, back then. I told her such stories for fun
About pirates and dragons and things that go bump in the night – although there were none.
The tales father read were of Winnie the Pooh, Just So Stories, poems and more
Like The Tree that Sat Down and The Stream that Stood Still, with witches and magic galore.
Our Junior School was in Beaconsfield Road, with the gasometer for a view
And a playground for girls and another for boys, something that, now, wouldn’t do.
And yet all that dreaming, the stories and games, the dressing up we did for fun
Left me with a legacy I wouldn’t change- made the child the adult I’ve become.
What a great start to the week. I gave two talks on ” My Life and Works” and sold five books at each. The audience at these social gatherings are always so kind and friendly that they are a joy to do, even if I do have a half hour walk to a train station pulling my trolley. My fault for refusing to take the car!
It is always interesting to discover which part of the talk interests them most and it is usually the fact that I used to tutor dyslexics. It is amazing how many people tell me of someone in their family with the same problem and the stories about help or lack of it depending on where they live.
Tonight I am taking some poems to a folk club as they sometimes allow me to recite.Hopefully by Saturday my printer will be operating and I can start advertising our next Charity Gig. Pity I’ll miss Crawley Book Fair but I do like my annual weekend in a hotel and this time it’s Cardiff.
Not feeling poetic today but I did take a picture of the paella at the Worthing Food Fair today. We had some for lunch, with some local cider and wandered round the stalls selling food from all over the world. We brought back some baklava and had it with a cup of tea on our return. ( honey and almond)
I’m giving two talks next week and without a printer I’ll have to work from notes. I don’t often stick to the script anyway. This time it isn’t WI but a Parkinson’s group and a Church Fellowship Group. I think my stories should appeal to them and as the first talk is in Chichester I’m going to treat myself to a day out.