Writing-Related Holiday Pics

There were so many reasons to take pics on holidays.

  1. Stunning vistas.
  2. I want to remember this forever.
  3. There could be a story in this …
  4. Sick hubby in isolation is missing all this! (!!!)
  5. Kids at school will love this.
  6. won’t believe this.
  7. I can’t believe I’m doing this!!!!
  8. And many more…

Here are some I took because;

….9.  Books … Words … Writing.
………(I hope I’ve found them all! Be assured I will edit and add them if I haven’t, because… #justso)  Continue reading

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Writing Exercise

Just slipping in quickly with this short poem, that perhaps tells you what I’ve been doing.

Insert ‘editing’ for ‘writing’ and you have my day in a nutshell. Copy edits have arrived for my new book. They’re starting to look very festive! 🙂

You can catch the Poetry Friday roundup at Carol’s Corner this week. For now though, I’d better get back to eating… er… exercising… errr… editing!!

Storybird Snippets

It’s been a while since I stretched my wings on Storybird, but over the weekend I hatched a couple of poems, and as always had fun with the format – so thought I’d share two with you.

I saw carrots in this art by Bitskoff, and thought of my son, who would easily eats 1kg of carrots in a day – every day, if he could! But maybe we all would like some carrots (even little mousies) … so sharing is a good thing to remember. 😉

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Poetry Olympics – Join In!

My poem in the latest edition of Countdown, 100 years of School Magazine.

My poem, illustrated by Tony Flowers, in the latest edition of Countdown. 100 years of School Magazine. Could this have been an Olympic gold medal winner…? 😉

Who knew that poetry used to be an Olympic sport? From 1912-1948, Olympians competed in The Arts, which included architecture, sculpture, painting, music and … literature. Medals were awarded for works inspired by sport. In fact, founder of the Modern Olympic, Baron Pierre de Coubertin is a previous gold medal winner, with his poem, ‘Ode to Sport’ (1912) written under the pen-names Georges Hohrod and M. Eschbach. For the musicality of it, I like stanza VI,  but IX sums up the heart of the Olympics.  Continue reading

Poetry Guinea Pigs

This week I have been in Gladstone, Calliope and Tannum Sands, for the biennial Curtis Coast Literary Carnivale. There will be more posts to come about this, but for Poetry Friday, I share poems and pics from my workshop groups, where we were writing… POETRY! (Of course! :P)

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This group snuck in so quietly I truly honestly didn’t hear them arrive. (They were as quiet as guinea pigs!) To get them warmed up, we started with the Guinea Pig Chant. We then looked at different shape poems, before writing a guinea pig poem collaboratively on the big screen. It’s the first time I’ve used the technology in this way in a session before – and I’ll definitely be doing it again! Continue reading

Picture Books Pulse

School holidays means, no; school lunches, early mornings, pressures and routines. Creativity uncoils and my brain has space to explore possibilities and see the bigger picture of writing…

My July ‘holidays’ in a nutshell…

Three tweets set the scene.

Son sets the bar… high.

Multi-tasking

Multi-tasking

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Bossy Words

This year I’ve been back on class. And the planning, marking and soon-to-come reporting, has been a concern. I can’t seem to write creatively, with such big thinks hanging over my head.

On Monday, I finished the official planning documentation. I then threw myself into some pressing writing business, and then… I should just let my tweets tell the story!  Continue reading

March Madness – Poetry Tournament

After writing a poem a day for January, and a haiku a day for February, it most definitely IS madness to have put my name down for a poetry tournament in March – but silly, smart or otherwise, I’ve done it. And I’m sure it will be fun! You can read more about it at  Ed DeCaria’s blog, Think Kid, Think. (You can read the official rules here.)

Today the draw went up. Pressure is mounting! It’s a knock-out tournament, so each round – each poem – counts! My Round One ‘opponent’ is Carol Wilc. (It’s okay, Carol. I play nice. :P)  Continue reading