HIGH TOWN WRITERS’
WRAP-UP
Date: 24 October 2023
Timeslot: 7 pm till 10 pm
Apple-for-teacher
types:
Ann, Jennie, Liz, Sue, Kath & Andy, Stuart, Adam, me (Alex)
Letter-sent-to-parents types: Marie, Jayne,
Martin, Irena
Frontman for the
evening:
Me
INTRO
High Town [note the new format] Writers’ most recent gathering was a particularly scintillating event. Nine prose peddlers and poetry purists assembled upstairs at the Peeps for a night of word wizardry at its finest.
So, was this sudden surge in attendance a
result of my being the host for the evening…??
No.
Right then, I started off by setting the
next assignment, which is covered in the relevant section below, and Jennie
just about pipped Adam to the post when it came to volunteering to host the
next main meeting, and so I had to make an executive decision. Therefore, Adam
will host the next mid-month meeting, and Jennie will host the next main
meeting. Details of both – the meetings that is, – can be found under the appropriate
heading below.
After this, I introduced our first, and
only, activity for the evening, which was Pass the Piece.
For those of you who are unfamiliar with
this task, the idea is to write a piece using a few starter sentences, which on
this occasion were these:
I awoke at about dawn.
Sleeping on a park bench is never
the best of ideas, particularly when you have a bad back…
This inspired some interesting, amusing
and descriptive results, and, not for the first time, Jennie and I seemed to be
on the same wavelength – I put this down to being poetically minded…
READ-OUTS
Next up, it was time for the read-outs
portion of the evening.
Ann imparted the second instalment of her
police saga. This time, the heroine – who was tackling heroin – went incognito,
via a blonde wig, to pose as an enticing lady, in an attempt to snare a drug dealer.
An absorbing tale, Ann!
Jennie then recited a fascinating and
informative 11th-century-themed piece of faction – which is
currently available to read on this blog – about a real-life historical figure
named Robert de Bellème , a vicious Norman tyrant, with an equally brutal mother
called Mabel, who terrorised Bridgnorth’s humble citizens, the sod! As you may
have guessed, it was a most gruesome tale. On the positive side, however, De Bellème did orchestrate the building of Bridgnorth Castle. There, you see: no
one is entirely bad; shame on you all for judging him so harshly.
This then led to a discussion about the
Normans’ origins, with Stuart’s briefly recounting the life of a Viking leader
named Rollo… I’ve heard of that name before…
Liz was next to take the stand, and read
out Irena’s most recent contribution to the group. It was entitled simply
“Utopia” and was a rather topical and quirky account of life under “Rev”, an
AI-type being whose main objective was to create a global utopia. As you may
have guessed, it had an Orwellian/Huxley feel to it. I really need to update my
references…
Sue then read out “Leaving for Lagos”,
which had been inspired by the following lines:
There is a crowd of people. So many
that there is barely room to move and people are crushed up against each other…
The piece detailed the female character’s
frustration upon learning that her Lagos flight had been cancelled, owing to a
Nigerian aeroplane company’s failure to pay its fuel bills. How inconsiderate!
Kath then announced that she was going to
read out a piece entitled “Boobies in the eye of the beholder”.
Now then, when I heard that title, I felt
sure that Kath had blatantly plagiarised one of my limericks, and so I was
pleasantly surprised to hear that it was a piece about her travels to the
Galapagos Islands. It described her experience aboard a 20-man boat, and
included descriptions of the wildlife that could be seen from it – including
the blue-footed booby, the marine iguana and their environments.
Andy, who is currently studying a
non-fiction-writing course, narrated a letter that he had composed that was
addressed to a fictitious magazine. The letter ended with a description of a
fireworks display.
Adam had written some prose; it was called
“Goodbye, Charing Cross. Hello, Piccadilly Circus”. This too had been inspired
by the lines quoted above. In Adam’s imagining, the people were crushed against
one another within a train’s confines, with only technology to occupy them. His
main character had unfortunately ended up in the wrong place: Primrose Hill. The
piece sounded like a postcard, which is what Adam had intended.
THE BOOK
Then it was time for a break, and I handed
over to Liz, to allow her to give us an update on the status of the group’s
highly anticipated, forthcoming tome.
So:
Julia Buckley, one of the group’s founders,
has agreed to provide a foreword for our book. Well, it’s not every day you
receive a foreword from a potential MP with a PhD! Ah, initialisms…
Our bios need to be written in the third
person – and not the first person. Looks as though I’ll have to make some
amendments to mine, then.
Also, despite the fact that we’re all an
exceptionally beautiful and handsome bunch, not one of us wanted a photo of
themself to accompany their bio – well, we don’t want to start getting mobbed
in the streets, now, do we. Critical acclaim is our only motivation.
Some of us – including me! – were very pro
the cover that Martin designed for the book, yet others weren’t as enthused and
suggested one of Stuart’s paintings as a potential alternative. So, the
proposal seems to be as follows:
Martin’s cover remains; Stuart’s painting
graces the book’s back cover.
Stuart’s painting appears on the book’s
front cover; Martin’s cover is used as a backdrop to the book’s contents page.
I feel another email vote coming up…
Hey – we need a blurb for the back cover…
Jennie, one of the group’s premier poets,
has been nominated to write a “thank-you poem” to the Peeps, which will be our
book’s final piece.
So there you have it! We had a good
session, and we didn’t leave the building until 10.05 pm! Wow! It was like
being at The Crown!
FURTHER WRITING
ACTIVITIES
As I mentioned above, your mission, should
you choose to accept it, is to contribute a fresh, non-blogged piece of prose
or poetry to the book, inspired by one of the book’s chapters, which are as
follows: “Change”, “Love”, “Survival”, “Elsewhere”, “Life”, “Sentiment”,
“Memories”, “Summer days”, “Crossroads”, “Transformation”, “Remembrance”,
“Goodwill”. The deadline for this assignment is, as always, the next main
meeting.
VERY IMPORTANT
DATES
The
next meeting will take place at The Crown, on Thursday, 9 November, at 7 pm. It
will be chaired by Adam.
The
one after that is scheduled for Tuesday, 28 November, at 7 pm, and our most
gracious host will be Peepo. This get-together will be chaired by Jennie.
After
that, just to be a bit different, the group’s Christmas meal has been pencilled
in for Wednesday, 6 December, at 7 – 7.30 pm, at Peepo.
And then, of course, there’s my
forthcoming 29th birthday – but that’s quite enough of that…
See you at the meetings!
Alex

3 comments:
Well Alex, your write-up is spacey
But I reckon it's also quite crazy
I don't care a fig
Why you need space so big
But your logic is certainly hazy!
The reason I guess
Is you don't like a me
Excuse the last bit
It didn't quite fit
And it wouldn't erase
Though I've left so much space
So all I can do
Is Alex, Leave it for you
But all I can stress
Is, you don't like a mess
But it won't delete
And it doesn't look neat
And it's there forever
Despite my endeavour.
Very sorry!!
Well, Jennie, your comments, I guess,
Were a little bit puzzling -- and, yes,
That's quite a large space, but you've kept a good pace --
So it isn't that much of a mess!
Alex
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