We can’t get away from them these days, so this week’s prompt is:
Now, apart from the obvious current use to keep infection at bay, there seems to be a vast array of masks as well as reasons to wear them. There is, of course, masked balls (never been to one, have you?), those fancy Venetian masks, gas masks, the masks bank robbers wear, or disguises, masks of famous people… well, I could go on, but I’m sure you’ll be able to think of other examples for yourselves. Don’t forget, you can write in any format: fiction; poetry; creative non-fiction; or even a script (haven’t seen any of those for a while.. give it a go!). Have fun with it! We look forward to reading your work.
Happy New Year everyone! Hope you all had a good Christmas break and are looking forward to even more writing output in 2020!
Well, its a New Year, a new decade, I’m sure you must have had a few new things for Christmas, and lets face it, there is plenty of news going on at the moment, so can you guess what the next prompt is? Yup, its:
Approach it any way you like – poetry, prose, flash fiction, creative non-fiction, or what about a script? Why don’t you step outside of your comfort zone for this one (start as you mean to go on eh?) and try something different. A different tense/perspective/style can give a real boost to your writing. Go on, have a go! I look forward to reading the results.
Some of us were privileged enough to attend our leaders, Kevin Murphy’s, recent birthday bash, and what a lovely do it was too! (Excuse me if I just take a moment to thank Kevin’s wife, Diane, for providing us with such a scrumptious spread, it was amazing!) The event inspired this week’s prompt of
Of course, your piece doesn’t have to be about a birthday party, it can be about any ol’ sort, and I have to say I amazed myself with the number of options I came up with when I started thinking about it: Hen/stag parties; Christmas parties (office or otherwise!); party lines (I’m very old – I remember these!); partition walls; political parties (ooh very topical); oh and of course, shooting parties (just sayin’)! There are loads more too – who knew that ‘party’ was such a versatile word, and think of all the different settings you can give them.
As always it can be prose, poetry, flash fiction – anything you like.
Well, I’m off now to start writing, hope you do the same…. we’ll look forward to reading your work.
Here in Retford the rain this week has been pretty biblical with lots of flooding creating havoc locally. So this week, it seems appropriate to go with the prompt of
Use it any way you like – the obvious; flooded roads and fields, floods of tears, or the not so obvious; outpouring of words; flooded with relief… that sort of thing. I’m sure you can think up a few original and fun ways to use it! We look forward to reading your ideas.
Ladies and Gentlemen,
members of this awesome dissembly,
It is my privilege to
shriek to you today through the medium of space, without rinsing my worms; to
look back to our future; to explore how we may embrace a sea change in our shrinking,
free from excessive red tape, pies in the sky or other porkies and assorted
paper tigers; to discover, here and now, where we need to stand firm, but also,
to find those moments when we need to move on to better timing. And above all,
I urge you, with all my sinews, to hold up your palms, especially to this sea
of bubbles (and its associated cant and froth), and by opposing, see it off.
For, when all else fails, we need to stand above the crowd, cut through this
jungle and tangle: all those lies embedded in convention, to reach an avon of
peace and contention.
Of course, when they say that in the movies, they have endured
a barrage of bullets from any number of generally incompetent antagonists and
at least one of them will have penetrated a useful limb. Having been thus injured, hero would reach
for his rolled up newspaper and put them off their already poor aim by using it
as a blowpipe to blast the nearest gunman with peanuts from a handy nearby
bowl. Having dispatched all his enemies
with deadly peanuts and newsprint jabs, he uses his newspaper to bind up the
flesh wound that has rendered his left arm useless, and coolly makes his way
out of the building and into the crowded streets.
This weekend the North Notts Lit Fest was in full swing in Retford and the Retford Writers Group reading was just one of many exciting events taking place in different venues around the town. Since our slot was fairly early on Saturday morning we weren’t expecting too much of an audience, so were pleased to see the newly created cafe filling with people as 10:00 a.m. approached.
Eleven members each read a piece of their work, and for this session we all chose something a little lighthearted, which we felt was more appropriate for a sunny Saturday morning!
Although there was a fairly modest number in the audience, they all seemed very appreciative, and we were delighted to hear afterwards how much they had enjoyed the session. Our thanks go to the organisers of NNLF for giving us the opportunity to share our work with local residents, and we very much hope that the rest of the weekend was as successful as our session!
Exciting news folks! Retford Writers Group have their very own slot in this upcoming festival. Why don’t you come along and hear our talented poets and story tellers read some of their more light-hearted work on
It felt incongruous sitting
there on the bandstand steps in the sunny park, half a dozen of their friends
messing about around them, oblivious. Drew was holding her hand the
big faux gold chain on his wrist digging into her arm, replicating the
pain. He was sucking on a roll-up and the smoke blew towards her making
‘For god’s sake Mel, stop
makin’ a fuss. I ain’t gonna stop spliffin’ just fer you, so yer can give that
up right now.’