A Room of Our Own

Wow, 2016 got off to a flying start yesterday for wgwg.  We actually got our own room for once so we didn't have to read out our stuff sat next to a table of young children playing on library computers.  Not saying we dislike children you understand, it's just that some of our stuff can be, ahem, of an adult nature, so it was nice not to feel inhibited by the thought of young ears inadvertently hearing something they shouldn't.  Let's hope we can have the room again in the future, it was almost like old times!


There were new faces around the table which is always exciting and some great poetry and prose was forthcoming, so I hope the newbies liked us as much as we liked them and their work and that they feel moved to join our merry throng.

Great prose, great poetry, exciting new people and then off to the pub - that's the way to do it!

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It's definitely 2016

Greetings, I hope that you had an acceptable Christmas and New Year, but now it's time to get down to business - writing business.  Thursday 7th is definitely the date, and 6pm is definitely the time to be at Willesden Green Library for the first  wgwg of 2016.  Hope to see you there, and I for one can't wait to hear what people have written over the break!

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See You On The Other Side...

So, contrary to what you might have been led to believe, the next wgwg is not taking place today (17th December) but will now be on January 7th 2016!

This has nothing to do with the wgwg Xmas meal last night, but because a quick show of hands  revealed that everyone has Xmas duties of one kind or another taking place tonight, so it seemed a bit redundant to hold a wgwg when there would be no one available (apart from Marsha).  So sorry Marsha and anyone else who may have planned to come along.  Hope to see you in the New Year.

A very Merry Christmas everyone!

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What Happened on Thursday

So you  want to know how it went at our Thursday Writers' Workshop meeting last week? Well...

I turned up fifteen minutes late. I know!  Me, late (but honestly it was not my fault, blame London Transport ) first time I've been late in about twenty two years, honest.  Lee was there waiting patiently for someone ( anyone ) to turn up.  So we sat in the library chatting until 6.30 and decided that no one else was going to turn up and were making our way to the pub when Marsha turned up.  Hurrah.  So we all decided that the pub was a good idea when Steve texted to say he had had some misunderstanding with the tube train he was on ( something to do with which direction it was going) and that he would be with us in thirty minutes.  We told him to meet us in the pub.  He thought about it for a nano second and agreed.  So we all sat in the pub discussing all sorts of things and having a grand time and a dog ate Marsha's crisps.  The End.

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A Good Read ( or three )

After a last minute scare when we thought the library had lost our, 'Willesden Green Writers' Workshop' box ( now that would have been a disaster) we found it under a pile of books in the storeroom, and continued up to the second floor to catch our breath and thank the gods of lost things...

Only three readers last night, but it was quality over quantity all the way.  Steve read a children's story about a dog called Patch - who will probably live happily ever after...Mary continued with her wonderful Korean story and provoked a lively discussion about how men and women view things differently - that one will run and run!  And Marsha read a stunning peace remembering her Saturday mornings in the 60's which she spent watching and leaning about life from the women who gathered at her home to eat and gossip as they relaxed together and had their hair dressed and tortured into the latest styles. What a great piece of writing, we definitely want more please.

We also had a visit from a guest, Leighton, who told us about his exciting writing project.  There will be more about this project when we have got all the details so watch this space...

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Works of Fire

It was a damp squib tonight. The rain on fireworks that is, not the writing. As usual the writing and the conversation shot up and exploded with sparkling beauty. Horace treated us to a slice of the dark underbelly of London and the powerful people that want to take advantage of those that live in it. Sajidah had more modest dreams tonight which lead Steve to tell us about his dreams of German fiscal figureheads. Mary has started retracing her steps, revisiting beautiful prose that chills to the bone and Marsha's geriatric hero was sent on a long awaited mission. If the first pages are anything to go by, there'll be laughter all along that journey. 


Sadly the weather and early morning engagements meant no one much fancied the pub, but we did discuss Willesden Green's new waterhole offerings. Join us next time, November 19th, to see if we venture out of our Rising Sun comfort zone. Sangria anyone? 

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Fireworks are us.

The next meeting of wgwg is on Thursday 5th November, so do come along for some spectacular literary fireworks.  And as we now meet 6 - 7.45pm, you can come to the workshop and still have time to see the sky's light up over Willesden afterwards.  Or you could just come to the pub with us - tough call :-)

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