True Story for Take a Break.

Typed up a true story for Take a Break.  Add a few photographs to go with it.  Entered a poetry competition with Gardener's World and sent a fiction story to Fiction Feast.  Also entered a complaining letter competition complaining about Marvel milk lids.  They keep coming off.

Try new Genres for 2011

TRY NEW GENRES FOR 2011






Try new genres for 2011,

Write about health and the beauty of Devon.

Create a crime solving detective

With spiky hair and studs in both cheeks.

Try some poetry and tips of the week.



Whatever you do, write every day.

Send out ideas and maybe some jokes.

Animal stories and practical tips,

Write about finance or memorable day trips.



All in all it’s just a plan,

I’ll try to stick to it if I can.

New genres would be good.

Better than being stuck in the mud.





Susan Jones.

Happy Christmas.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.



Angel of East Anglia.

My article 'Angel of East Anglia' is being published in 'The Great War' magazine January issue. 

http://www.greatnorthernpublishing.co.uk/

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The programme 'Come rain, Come shine' starring David Jason on Monday night was another great drama for one of our favourite actors.  I hope that this is the first of many.  It showed him back with his Peckham accent, but this time he was a retired docker, again the genuine family man.  The programme left you wondering what happened to the characters next.  Looking forward to seeing more of this series.

Also next week actor Nicholas Lyndhurst appears as 'Freddie the Frog.'  Del and Rodney's Mum's boyfriend.  (Rodney's proper father).  We go back to the sixties with 'Rock and Chips'.  All about how 'Fools and Horses' originated.

We will always remember 'Fools and Horses' but it's good to see those two favourites moving on in their own individual ways.  These two dramas may turn out to be classic favourites just the same.   

Try a new genre for 2011

Try new genres in 2011,
Write about health and the beauty of Devon.
Create a crime solving detective,
With spikey hair and studs in both cheeks,
Try some poetry and tips for the week.

Whatever you do, write every day,
Send out ideas and maybe some jokes.
Animal stories and practical tips,
Write about finance or memorable day trips.

All in all it's just a plan,
I'll try to stick to it if I can.
New genres would be good,
Better that being stuck in the mud.

Some of my favourite web sites.

http://www.writelink.co.uk/
http://www.mslexia.co.uk/

Blogs I follow.  Patsy Collins.
                        Sally Quillford.
                         Teresa Ashby.
                      

Christmas Writelink Magazine.

Christmas Writelink magazine is now out.  To have a look, click on this link.

http://issuu.com/davidwrobinson/docs/writelinkers

Writelinkers magazine are looking for submissions for the Christmas magazine.  You need to be a writer member to contribute.

Details here.

http://www.writelink.co.uk/

Here is my non fiction article that I've sent in to the editors.  Good luck to everyone who has a go.




Nostalgic non-fiction for Write- linker’s magazine.


The School Nativity.



I never liked school, but it wasn’t so bad when we were given bright coloured paper and glue; that gooey white copydex with a big gungey brush attached to the bottle. There was something satisfying about cutting shiny paper up into strips then gluing them into a paper chain. I loved the competitive spirit involved finding out whose group had made the longest chain. The same shiny paper was made into Chinese lanterns of red and green, with gold triangles for windows that looked as if a light was shining inside. These activities enthralled me.



A day of creating Christmas decorations, including shining crowns for Kings, tinsel halo’s for the angels, and painting a crib for baby Jesus, co-incided with it being my turn to look after the classroom hamster. How exciting can an eight year olds life get? To this day, I can’t figure out how the shyest girl in the class got to play Mary in the nativity. Perhaps it was teacher’s plan to get me out of the background. As it happened, my secret boyfriend, secret as (in my head) was chosen to be Joseph. Schooldays just got better. Having the boy of my dreams holding his arm tightly round me in-front of the whole school, and the parents was pure heaven. All I remember was a great big “Ahhh.” Other than that I only heard angels singing and bells ringing.



From then on I felt more confident at school, as if I was somebody that mattered. Late in life, I watched my eldest son being Joseph. He walked down the aisle, clinging tightly to his ‘Mary’. Shepherds with tea-cloths tied with rope, Kings wearing shining crowns stuck together with copydex, angels adorned in tinsel. The words of, “Oh little town of Bethlehem.” Ringing around the hall, this is what makes Christmas special. Nothing touches the soul like the school nativity. This for me is the true meaning of Christmas.







Please alter or edit as needed.

Thank you.



Susan Jones.