Sunday, November 25, 2007

THE RAM’S HEAD REVIEW
Nov. 25, 2007


Six of us met Thursday in honour of The Muse. Carolann brought me a copy of “The Rag”, a quarterly magazine here in the Valley, mostly for women. I believe she and Margaret have both had something published in it in the past.

Carolann, had two poems to read. “My House” was a nostalgic recollection of memories one could have of a former home that no longer exists. Since I love pictures of old homes, this poem gave me the ‘warm & fuzzies’. In “No One Cared”, Carolann wrote about the sight of Robert Dziekanski dying when he was tasered by the RCMP. But she switched from a first person account to third person opinion at the end, and did admit she had trouble continuing in first person as the event was so terribly disturbing.

Margaret read about Rev. Peasly being sorry he filled Rev. Peacock with dread about losing his parrot. He told Peacock not to wear the costume again, and said he would go as Lord Bugwater to see if he could get the parrot back, and Peacock could be Lady Bugwater.

Ellie read more of the girl who had dropped cake in her betrothed’s lap. Her Uncle, Aunt and Mother were all horrified. She wept. Her Uncle stuck her across the side of the head and she crumpled. When she awoke, she was in her room and there were other people there with her, wearing the colors of Alvin, her betrothed. They made her change into mountain clothes, and she knew she was being sent to the mountains with Alvin.

Amanda read three poems, but only two of them were hers. First she read Jack Whyte’s poem, “My Friend”, about the withdrawal from living of a friend after he suffered a personal loss. Then Amanda read “Keep This Darned Dog Home”, her own poem about her Grandmother’s dog who kept running away, but would come home with a note on his collar telling her to keep him home. And then we heard Amanda’s rewrite of “The Robots Are Rising”, and how thought of them rising and marching, gives the young boy the strength to tell his parents to stop fighting. We love the rhythm and imagery in this children’s poem.

Bob didn’t have anything to read. His wife Carole had some testing done at the hospital, and is also scheduled for surgery on the 30th, so he has been busy with other things. We wish Carole the best of health.

I read Chapter 47 in my novel, where Fiona is packing to stay with Tanner, and is interrupted by a resident who accuses her of being the reason arson fires occurred in the complex. Tanner sticks up for her, drives her to the Office so she can work to get the water main fixed and water turned on again. They hear sirens, and Bert comes in to tell them they should go over to Lucy’s Unit, which she knows is where Cam is.

Sonny is very busy preparing for deployment to Afghanistan in April, and has little time to administer our website. So he has set up a blog for us to use until he returns in 2009. This means I can post The Review to the blog, which will be linked to our website. Eventually, you will just be able to click on it from our website, but in the meantime, you can find it at www.ramsheadwriters.blogspot.com

Next meeting here at my place, Thursday, Nov. 29th at 7:00 p.m. Hope to see you then. Keep writing in the meantime.

Lisa

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