Posted in Creative Writing on September 30th, 2008 Comments Off on Working on the book again. Again! What an admission.
I thought I had it all tied up in a pretty red ribbon at one time; all ready to go off to the printer, but lo and behold, I went to a Life Writing workshop and pretty soon found out that much of what I had written demanded further attention. Now I’m faced with the […]
Posted in Creative Writing on January 31st, 2004 Comments Off on Nanna
She occupied a room out the back; in Australian parlance called a sleep-out. Most homes had a sleep out, whether at the front or the back. It was often the spare room, sometimes used for a guest, frequently for the overflow of children from the main rooms. Most homes had either back or front verandah, […]
Posted in Creative Writing on January 26th, 2004 Comments Off on Red Poppies for remberance
The bus chugged up the dusty mountain road, loaded with local passengers, one or two tourists and a few back-packers. Our destination was a little village in the Tuscan hills, a sought-after tourist spot recognized for its spectacular scenery that had featured in many tourism magazines and scenic calendars. On either side of the road […]
Posted in Creative Writing on January 26th, 2004 Comments Off on When a cup is a mug
For goodness sake! She?s picked the black mug again. I wish she wouldn?t do that. You?d think that I wasn?t to her liking, the way she does that. I can assure you that I am a very elegant looking cup, tall and slim in pristine white china, with a pretty English garden scene on the […]