Six Little Words (writing workshop)

I REALLY DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE ©Sean Woodward photo credit: fatllama Those were the last six words he ever heard her speak. Anjers suspected, looking back, it was a spinning-tumbler, drum-roll, broken-lock combination of ever darkening events that had led them to that place. Her husband,for example. The sight of his body – dislocated, twisted.

Jerusalem theme

Following on from last week’s warping of the Blake classic “The Tiger”, I had the opportunity to set the theme this time myself, as Jerusalem. I knew it would be troublesome for people to get to grips with. It’s very easy as a writer to only write about subjects you enjoy yourself or not know

William Blake – Anniversaries, Parodies and Assorted Animals

 photo credit: Copleys This week’s exercise was a little more unusual that most. The brief was to take a favourite poem and then rewrite it, replacing nouns with diffferent nouns, verbs with different verbs etc. Everyone seemed to share the consensus that it is a very difficult task which consumes time rapidly. Of course this