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 walk As in a tomb Live-in ghost room to room I feel Each cranny Every nook I trace I look loving place loving Home warm meals Navigations Mediations grey business… 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: Poetry: 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”