Archive for November 2010

A big crowd tonight, despite my reading BBC weather forecasts and relaying prognoses of sleet and doom and writers staying in their garrets to warm hands over tallow candles.

I thought the quality of work read out was pretty bad (with the exception of one piece, which I liked). But the bad pieces redeemed themselves by being short, so a good time was had in the pub afterwards.

It was Rachel's last session before she moves away to the strange wilds of saarf Lunnon. Hopefully she will find the literary aspirations of writers down there to be so stifling that she will come back us as often as childcare and public transport allow.

Wgwg is happening tonight, come rain or shine, sleet or snow see you there at 8pm

Eight of us tonight including a new member and I think it fair to say a cracking good time was had by all, it's nights like this that make it all worthwhile. Some damn fine writing was read out, and some damn fine literary criticism was doled out, can't really say fairer than that - plus I forgot to take any money ( again) so it was all for free!

Only three of us - the cream of the crop, I like to think. As we were already perfect writers, we decided to leave at 8.20 and go to the pub. A great evening. Not very literary, though.

Nine people last night - and what a good night it turned out to be. Indeed, Mr Moran, with these three poems, you are spoiling us! Yes, last night we had three new poems from Steve, whilst Raluca's story featuring a rusty penknife led us to a hypnotic and erotic place that was quite amazing and we are all on tenterhooks to hear more. Jamie had a 'madeleine moment' whilst Lynsey is still battling insomnia and Rachel looked both back and forwards...