Archive for April 2012

In the education room again this week. Three novel excerpts took us to the US for a chaotic road trip in a stolen car, a gaslit and foggy old London prowled by an assassin and to children stealing and sleeping rough in Seoul, Korea. We also had a first draft of a short story with a bit of industrial espionage.

We meet on the first and third Thursday of the month at 8pm.

The first prize went to "Winter Lambing" by Virginia Gilbert. Equal runners up were "Curtains" by Charles Lambert and "Frost Heave" by Geraldine Mills. And what a fab night it was to be sure. Our boy Steve did himself and his competition proud - his speech was a masterpiece that left us well, speechless - it was quite magnificent. Well done everyone concerned.

'That were a cracking night' said Tim (or words to that effect) as we wondered out of the Rising Sun last night.  And he was not wrong, earlier we had heard his poem which made the Hanger Lane Gyratory system seem almost romantic - and that's no mean feat I'm sure you will agree.  Then we had Lynn's wonderful flash fiction piece about her father and finally John's piece took us back to Central America.  Have we persuaded him to write it in the first person I wonder?  Only time will tell.  In the pub Steve took the conversation down some very strange avenues that had us all in stitches, but then that is what we expect, nay, demand from Steve.

And don't forget this...