Bella

Thanks WB!

Am looking forward to Class 2 and glad it’s working out for everybody.

All OK here – finding the time to do the writing is hard at the mo, so I need to work on that, but the timings aren’t unachievable. Just that my life needs to calm down!! When does Class 2 go up?

I’m a bit of a sleeping partner in this; not fully committed, so will dip in and out, attempting to keep to time structure and maybe lax in commenting.

Happy so far, but I’m aware there’s a lot more I could be doing – and will be doing…

Gorgeousness: My favourite bits were ‘afternoons draped in honey’ and ‘as cleanly as she peeled old skin from a white potato.’ I have been told I overwrite too sometimes. But what does it really mean?

I liked your I remember, too. Many of us chose to capture a single incident, or linked series, in our I remembers. I’ve also done it with…[Read more]

Going to jump in now because time and access to internet are going to be in short supply over the next week.

I am happy with how it’s going. I have no wish for it to be any quicker than it is.

Ta all! The substance in question was, I believe, CBD oil; two gents were having a very animated discussion about setting up in business to supply it.

@Raine – I am a death-dreamer, too! I’ve been shot, drowned, stabbed – really weird to feel my life ebbing away in the dream.

I think the forced thing is definitely due to the fact that I try to…[Read more]

I adored this @KazG. Nothing else to say.

Love you all XXXX

Ha ha The smell of Immac. Never forgotten!

This is a bit of a cursory ‘reflections’ because I forgot to make notes of my thoughts as I read the chapters and did the exercises. Plus I’m away without the books so I can have a quick look to jog my memory.

The main thing I got out of Chapter One of the Burrows book was how useful a tool freewriting/freedrafting can be for all sorts of…[Read more]

Read your dialogue soon after a trip to Mull. Wish I had the memory to write down what I hear i passing. And your ‘I remember blue tiles and the smell of drains and old food.’ sums it up; as you say above, you only need a couple of telling details.

And this a long ago piece deliberately adopting a Neolithic voice:

Always an edge to beware, to be aware of.

First at Liddle had been slabs, as thick as three of her three-year fingers, flat patterned stone, hard and often sharp when new, both separating bed from bed and on which they lay, degree of comfort dependent on the depth and newness of…[Read more]