I actually enjoy the fog, something about the mystery of not being able to see far, I suppose that it goes back to my childhood, and the fact that it was easy to hide from figures of authority in such weathers.
Anyway it’s been a okay morning, I think. The poetry group was a little low on numbers, I don’t know why certain members weren’t there, and running late didn’t have a opportunity to ask anyone. However I managed to get to read several poems, and it’s always interesting hearing the older members, as they read from poets that I am totally unfamiliar with. Some of them are interesting enough to inspire me to want to discover more of that poets’ work and some of them are definitely not for me, despite their talent.
Hopefully I will be able to do more of the Avon this afternoon. As much as I love fog, it’s probably not the best idea to be doing the house to house delivering in it. On the negative side fog features heavily in adaptations of Jack the Ripper stories, and although it’s highly unlikely that someone like that is going to strike in the middle of the day in Morecambe, I still don’t like the idea that something might happen. I’m not the most aware person when I’m listening to music, and I can’t do the route without the distraction of music, and I’d rather not run the risk of rerunning my childhood almost accident with a friend’s mother nearly backing into me as I was leaving school.
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I'm a thirty something woman who lives in the north of England. I have been a writer for as long as I can remember, creating stories both written and verbal since childhood. While studying at Edge Hill College, I got several poems published by a small publisher in the USA, and in Europe. I have been part of several writing groups, and done quite a few courses in a attempt to hone my writing skills further. I love reading different genres of fiction, knowing that the best way to develop my own writing, and my vocabulary is by exposing myself to the different ways that other people choose to describe things.
The most recent writing course that I've been part of, run by a published author, included a exercise in which we were challenged to read things that we would never usually even look at.
It inspired me to take up a challenge. Namely to attempt to read at least one book by every author which is stocked in my local library. I soon realised that I was being far too ambitious, especially given the fact that every library rotates their stock too often for me to keep track.
I've decided to instead attempt to read a book every day, starting with a author whose surname begins with A, and ending with a author whose surname begins with Z. It doesn't matter what the topic of the book is, or if it's fiction or non fiction, everything is useful for me at the minute.
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