First writers Skype group tonight since corona crazy laid its ugly rotten egg over us all. Little glitchy here and there – but all in all – an awesome night. Didn’t realise how much I would relish seeing familiar faces. It’s all very weird… Continue Reading “Chapter 81 : Writers Group Covid19 Skyp”
Covid19. What an arsehole. Here is today’s thoroughly uplifting efforts. Not your view I walkthis tombLive-in ghostroom to roomI feelcrannynooktracelookloving homefamily mealsNavigationsMediationsgrey business dealsI walkThrough my tombEvery memoryOf every roomChalk walled mantras lingerMemories reduced to monetary figureWhat got us hereforgottenPetty rants begottenheated conversationsdisplay tomb… Continue Reading “Chapter 80: Corona Poetry”
I sent this in an email to my writing group peers. A year ago I would never have dreamed of suggesting, let alone actually pressing send on something this elaborate and wordy. This is the wonderful privilege of being a member of a group… Continue Reading “Chapter 67: On creating a podcast”
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Another lovely evening filled with laughs and camaraderie at Writers Group last night. Writing exercise included Topic & Poetry style. A gorgeous wicked, little woman bought a sack of chocolates so naturally my inspiration was taken from the graveyard of wrappers strewn across the… Continue Reading “Chapter 56: Ode to chocolate”
Poetry Exercise. Trying to creatively express some current interests without being so over the top obvious. Failing badly. I’m either subtle as a rodeo hippo or so cryptic that on a re-read even I don’t know what the hell I’m waffling about. To help… Continue Reading “Chapter 53: When I was a Witch”
Writers Group Session – Poetry. Writers group is great for my mental health, not so much for my ever expanding arse – the nibbles are first rate. Tonight we were treated to a delightful host, delightful poetry, classical, beautiful words in intricate covers and… Continue Reading “Chapter 51: Poetry Now & Then”
Writing Exercise: Fortune Cookies This was a cool one. I love food writing prompts. They’re the best. I got: Be most affectionate tonight. The alarm blared. “It’s okay. You only need to leave when you hear ‘evacuate’,” the staff called jovially, and patrons returned… Continue Reading “Chapter 47: Confucius”