THE LEGEND
Thursday’s meeting was so much fun. Michael has his car back on the road, so he attended and brought his 15-month old son, Legend. He is such a cutie, but was a little apprehensive of strangers and stuck very close to his Daddy.
Bob read first about a family-run jewellery manufacturing business I’m not going to name because Bob said the only gossip he could come up with about them was that the grandson was an a--. And he couldn’t put that into his accounting of their business to liven it up.
Michael brought a short story collection which included one of his stories. The book was put together by friends of Jay, who was battling cancer. Michael’s story was “Off-Season at Jay Lake”, where the narrator is observing strange insects and creatures at Jay Lake. But when Michael started reading, Legend started competing with his own story-telling in a language we didn’t understand. The louder Michael talked, the louder Legend talked. Michael handed the story to me to finish reading, but that didn’t stop Legend. He is definitely going to upstage all of us. He’s already a storyteller.
Margaret read about Marigold enjoying dinner with Jasper at the hotel after the play. Even though he’s almost 50, Jasper is now contemplating marriage in order to inherit from his Uncle. He invites Marigold to his 50th birthday party at his Aunt and Uncle’s. In the meantime, Marie has contacted Percy Teasdale, a relative of Rev. Peabody, and he asks her to go to the party with him.
Marilyn wrote a story on Mario’s ongoing life saga which she read to family and friends when they were recently celebrating Mario’s 75h birthday. Hope she comes sometime to a meeting and reads it to us.
Margaret had been looking for a box for her manuscript, and I picked one up for her at Packaging Depot (on 200th by Logan) for $1.67. If anybody needs one, that’s where to look. And Margaret has a Laser cartridge free for the asking. It is compatible with Samsung ML-4500. Also, this is the week to re-stock your home office. Just about everything is on sale for students right now, so load up on paper, pens, notebooks, dictionaries, etc. And then write, write, write!
Next meeting is here at my place on Thursday, September 4th at 7:00 p.m. Hope to see you then.
Lisa
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
THE REVIEW
HISTORY LESSON
Bob and Margaret showed up faithfully Thursday night in spite of the heat wave. He brought a number of 3-ring binders he gave to me and Margaret, and some magazines I will send to some soldiers.
Margaret said she was writing an article about the Wigwam Inn at the north end of Indian Arm. Bob brought in a map to show her its location. Margaret and I both remembered visiting the Wigwam when it served as a tea room, a day trip by boat up the Arm. Bob remembered there being a bar in the basement, and a bartender who drank all the leftover dregs from visitors’ glasses. He said it was also a cat house in its timel. He thinks it is now owned by a yacht club.
Many thanks to Susan for all the lovely pictures she sent showing scenes from their holiday on the west coast of Newfoundland.
Ann spent some time in Gimli, Manitoba, connecting with family she had never met and learning more of her Icelandic heritage.
Margaret read first, “Marigold’s Date”. To thank her for the ride to the stag party, Rev. Peabody was taking Marigold to a play in London. She had to buy new clothes for this overnight trip with the man she hoped to marry. She bought traveling clothes, evening dress, and brand new undergarments. But then Peabody was asked to do a eulogy at a funeral, so he told Marigold he would meet her in London. She traveled alone, and he arrived late and then took her to a lowly restaurant for dinner instead of to the hotel dining room. They attended a risqué play about Adam and Eve, and Peabody said he couldn’t stay to continue watching, especially after Eve made a remark to Adam when he dropped his leaf that he had neither of his nethers. Then Marigold learns Peabody isn’t even staying at the same hotel as her. She’s affronted, but stays to watch the play. And then Jasper, who had sold her the new clothes, takes the empty seat beside her.
I read Chapters 9 and 10 from my novel, where Fiona meets with the Fire Chief and then has the Detective’s car towed off site, thinking it is an errant visitor parking in the roadway. And Cam is at home and tries coping with the family that is burned out of their Unit, and then a resident Fiona had just fined, as well as the Detective wanting to know where his car is.
After reading the submission information to the Poetry Institute’s creative writing contest that Margaret had forwarded, I submitted 3 entries. Deadline is August 11th, and today is the 10th.
Next meeting is here at my place on Thursday, August 21st, at 7:00 p.m. Hope your Muse will bring you along that evening.
Lisa
Bob and Margaret showed up faithfully Thursday night in spite of the heat wave. He brought a number of 3-ring binders he gave to me and Margaret, and some magazines I will send to some soldiers.
Margaret said she was writing an article about the Wigwam Inn at the north end of Indian Arm. Bob brought in a map to show her its location. Margaret and I both remembered visiting the Wigwam when it served as a tea room, a day trip by boat up the Arm. Bob remembered there being a bar in the basement, and a bartender who drank all the leftover dregs from visitors’ glasses. He said it was also a cat house in its timel. He thinks it is now owned by a yacht club.
Many thanks to Susan for all the lovely pictures she sent showing scenes from their holiday on the west coast of Newfoundland.
Ann spent some time in Gimli, Manitoba, connecting with family she had never met and learning more of her Icelandic heritage.
Margaret read first, “Marigold’s Date”. To thank her for the ride to the stag party, Rev. Peabody was taking Marigold to a play in London. She had to buy new clothes for this overnight trip with the man she hoped to marry. She bought traveling clothes, evening dress, and brand new undergarments. But then Peabody was asked to do a eulogy at a funeral, so he told Marigold he would meet her in London. She traveled alone, and he arrived late and then took her to a lowly restaurant for dinner instead of to the hotel dining room. They attended a risqué play about Adam and Eve, and Peabody said he couldn’t stay to continue watching, especially after Eve made a remark to Adam when he dropped his leaf that he had neither of his nethers. Then Marigold learns Peabody isn’t even staying at the same hotel as her. She’s affronted, but stays to watch the play. And then Jasper, who had sold her the new clothes, takes the empty seat beside her.
I read Chapters 9 and 10 from my novel, where Fiona meets with the Fire Chief and then has the Detective’s car towed off site, thinking it is an errant visitor parking in the roadway. And Cam is at home and tries coping with the family that is burned out of their Unit, and then a resident Fiona had just fined, as well as the Detective wanting to know where his car is.
After reading the submission information to the Poetry Institute’s creative writing contest that Margaret had forwarded, I submitted 3 entries. Deadline is August 11th, and today is the 10th.
Next meeting is here at my place on Thursday, August 21st, at 7:00 p.m. Hope your Muse will bring you along that evening.
Lisa
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