| Status: | Active, open to new members |
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| When: | Monthly on Thursday mornings Second Thursday of the month. 10:00am - 12:00pm |
| Venue: | The White Hart Hotel, Hook |
I guess we would describe ourselves as dedicated amateurs when it comes to writing. However, I never cease to be amazed by just how many different directions a 500-word piece can go on a single subject.
After having decided on a subject at the previous meeting, we gather to discuss and critique each other's work in a light-hearted, friendly atmosphere. After much fun and laughter, we decide on a winner, who's work will then get added to the webpage. See below.
Although we just have one winner each month, I believe that we all win, gaining valuable feedback on our work whilst growing our skills in order to critique the work of others.
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The White Heart
By Nick Granger
I really needed that rescue call’ breathed Jane, slumping thankfully. ‘That proved to be one dud date.’
Kathy, dependably sympathetic to a flatmate whose ability to date weirdos was legendary, asked ‘What was so bad this time. I made the 19.30 call, and heard you launch into a tale about your beloved dog that had swallowed a plastic toy and you had to get him to the vet.’
‘It looked so promising at the start’ ...
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Other Recent Work by the group: Dark Wood The Mary poppins bag The bird feeder
Pieces from our Creative Writing groups
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Snowdrops by Patricia Saunders
After endless snow showers, In short daylight hours, On banks and in woodlands, Are tiny white flowers. Their down-hanging bells, With scalloped green edges, And their long, spiky leaves, Making sprawls under hedges And along the path edges, Bringing freshness and hope.
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Wildfire by Pam Forey
The rumour must have spread like wildfire. I could hear the hiss and crack of the voices in the office as I came down the corridor. Another rumour running wild, I thought, not in the least concerned. They always fizzled out in a day or two, extinguished by lack of information and dying interest. They…
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I was alone by Anne Appleboam
It was pitch black, a uniform darkness that was completely disorientating. How stupid could I have been? As a regular caver I knew the rules: never explore on your own, double check all your equipment being two of the most important. I had planned this trip to a cave in the Peak District with a…
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"Favourite u3a Things" - performed by our Simply Singing group at our Open Day
By Margaret Green, from our Simply Singing group. To be sung loudly to the tune of ‘My Favourite Things’. Rodgers & Hammerstein would have been proud to have composed these additional verses 🙂 Tennis and Ballet and T’ai Chi and Walking,Painting and Drawing and Yoga and Cycling,Wheels, Wings and Windows to help run your day,These…