Showing posts with label Timberglen Writers' Workshop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Timberglen Writers' Workshop. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Dallas Writers CAMP



READ ALL ABOUT IT.

Doesn't say where it's held.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Blood Drive


Thursday night, in addition to our normal critiquing of members' submissions, we discussed the story Blood Drive, part of John Grisham's latest book, a collection of short stories he has written. Many asked when he wrote them, wondering if he had been sitting on them for some time and implying that it was not polished. When asked what grade they would give it if they were professors, C and C+ were the two responses.

The story is a fairly simple one of three young men, ages 21 to 27, taking a road trip from Ford County, Mississippi, to Memphis to donate blood for a friend, Bailey, who was in the hospital due to a construction site accident. During the trip they drink beer and make pits stops, one an integral part of the story. Once they arrive in Memphis they stop at a strip club. Finally they head to a hospital, not knowing which of the seven in the city their friend is in. And though two of the three had gone to school with Bailey, they weren't sure if that was his first or last name. Odd.

Apropos title.

JOHN GRISHAM

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Timberglen Writers' Workshop


Once upon a long, long time ago (April, 2009), the Grand Poobah of Timberglenland decreed that there would be a writers' workshop, and that it would be open to all, and that it would be free. And the people arose and in unison said, "Hallelujah!" So it came to pass that on the 4th Thursday of each month, during the six-thirty o'clock hour, there would be a get together in the classroom of Timberglen. Those interested would share their writings and critique others'. And eat glazed donut holes.

In the beginning the dictum was that writers would read their works aloud before the group. Suddenly a case of mass larygitis swept through Timberglenland and our fearless leader edicted¹ that, "Henceforth all writings shall be read silently by the participants prior to our meetings." So it came to pass, leaving more time for eating glazed donut holes.

This blog is intended for fun, to provide a place for our participants to express their thoughts and ideas, and showcase the works of others. Hopefully someone interested in joining us will stumble across it.

LOCATION.

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¹not a real word