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The anticipation of a book launch …
Pick and Mix anthology update by Emma van Woerkom Suddenly, I hear boxes of books are arriving at the Hay Writers’ Circle HQ filled with glorious copies of our Pick and Mix anthology. We are delighted and excited – book … Continue reading
Pick and Mix Anthology News.
“The first real content meeting for the Hay Writers new anthology took place at the weekend in the glorious booktown of Hay-on-Wye. I’m very happy to report that we have 80 strong pages of wonderful, diverse new writing selected and … Continue reading
WORDS OF THE WEEK – Poems by Anne Riviere and Emma van Woerkom
SEPTEMBER VOICES by Ann Riviere ©2015 “I hate the Autumn.” “Oh, don’t say that.” “I do say that.” “The senses are so sharpened. the sights, the smells, the sounds.” “Where I live, the senses are blunted by the dread of … Continue reading
St. Valentine’s Muse – A Poem by ECvW
A couple of years ago I put a huge red heart in Castle Street, Hay-on-Wye. Attached to the heart was a bucket filled with chocolates and on it’s front, the poem typed below. It went down really really well – … Continue reading
OUR LIVE EVENT AT RICHARD BOOTH’S BOOKSHOP CAFE, HAY-ON-WYE.
WORDS OF THE WEEK – RASPBERRY PICKING – A SHORT STORY
RASPBERRY PICKING by Emma van Woerkom Between the ages of 10 and 14; too young to get a summer holiday job in the kitchens of the local pubs, but old enough for that need of being away from home … Continue reading
WORDS OF THE WEEK – GETTING LOST -A short story by Trudie Wingfield
Getting Lost by Trudie Wingfield Spatial awareness is definitely not my strong point. As you can imagine, this can make driving to new places a bit of a nightmare and so I rely heavily on my SATNAV. Mind you, even with the SATNAV, I can get hopelessly lost. For instance, I was travelling back from London to Abergavenny on the M4 recently, and somehow mistook the signs saying “South West” for “South Wales”, almost ending up in Weston Super Mare. I added over an hour on to my journey and although my husband laughed when I got home, I didn’t! Another time, I was driving from my home in Surrey to Cambridge. It was early on a Saturday morning and I seemed to be doing well until I reached North London when my SATNAV asked me to turn left. I immediately obeyed, but soon realised something was afoot, as there seemed to be an awful lot of men walking around in very tall black hats, with curly bangs and black suits. Ofcourse I realised later that I’d turned left too soon and had subsequently ended up in Golders Green, a heavily populated Jewish area of London on the Sabbath. Since I was back on track within fifteen minutes, I was able to laugh that time – eventually! But I suppose my favourite “getting lost” experience, was around 7 years ago, when I’d just got a new puppy called Ferdie. He was eight weeks old and I had to take him to the Vets’ to have his vaccinations. Until he had these, he wasn’t allowed to go outside in case of infection, so I had to put him in his cage. Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever tried carrying one of these, but they’re actually rather heavy once your pet’s inside, (even though Ferdie probably weighed less than a bag of potatoes at the time). More importantly, they’re cumbersome and difficult to walk with, as the cage keeps bumping into your leg with every wobbly step. That’s why I ordered a cab (I was still learning to drive at the time). On route, I kept speaking in soothing tones to my now whining puppy, the point being, I wasn’t watching … Continue reading
Words of the Week – Haikus and Tankas
Haiku Sequence by Lynn Trowbridge. She sits on a swing No use to advise Idly swaying to and fro they already know it all from … Continue reading