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Hi Everyone!

I'm just trying to get caught up on all the new happenings with Write On!  It's like leaving a child for a time; it's growing up without me.

See you all on the 13th.

Margaret

'Mirror, Mirror'

'Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who's the fairest of them all?'

I asked my younger self with me

As she stood beside me thoughtfully.

'Why you are!', but of course!' she said,

With innocent eyes looking up from her head.

'Why thank you indeed!' I said back to her.

As we stood, reflecting on the way that we were.

Gazing at selves side by side in the glass,

Pondering youth that disappears so fast,

She reached for my hand as if to reassure,

Our mutual thoughts on the way that we were.

I was of a height, somewhat average, not tall.

She was a child looking dear and so small.

Together we made up an unusual pair,

As we walked through the years, climbed many stairs.

'What think you?' said she as we continued to gaze,

At our fuzzy reflections made warped by time's haze,

'Think about what?' I asked my wee sprite,

And gathered her up in my arms so tight.

'Of us, Silly Billy!' she said with a grin,

Sending my heart into a tailspin,

'What do we wanna be when we're grown?

Will we still talk like this or be all alone?'

'We'll find a way', I said to my child,

Feeling somewhat foolish and a bit wild.

'You can grab my attention, if I'm wondering about,

Tweak my conscious, give an inner shout!'

My younger was listening to me as I spoke,

But was no longer there when in bed I awoke.

'Pssst...are you there little one?' I did whisper.

And my inner voice said, 'Of course!, then I kissed her.

What beautiful people/writers I have the privledge to be surrounded with.

Facilitator is Tara

Next session's facilitator will be Tara. Now here is your assignment...

Take an inanimate object and animate it.  Think of all of the things that happen to your object over the course of a day, or some other period of time, and write your story as if you were that object.  I’m thinking 500 – 1000 words.  

Good luck fellow groupies and write on.... write on.

April 13

Next session's facilitator and assignment are to be announced shortly. Check back for updates.

Dear Children,

Dear Children,

One day you will grow up to be adults. You will grow up and reflect on the simplicity of your childhood and you will do it in a writing group. You were all children at different ages, but you were all children as all grown up people once were. 
Some of you will disengage from your childhood having been robbed of one, while some of you will remember it as a simpler time when there was fun to be had and only the pressures of a mother and father to battle with. 
You will all grow up to become intelligent enough to learn things that you will choose to share with yourselves. Whether this knowledge is the uselessness of guilt, the inevitability of death or the love for oneself, it will bring you to tears. Children, you are wonderful creatures and we adore your innocence. Thank You for inspiring such acute creativity in us.

Lots of Love,

Your Adult Selves

I was there in spirit...

Sorry I wasn't there tonight...for a variety of reasons, but can imagine the evening was memorable. I am in Victoria for the next one on April 13th(?) but still plan on doing the homework. Happy Easter everyone, crocus's are blooming on the butte! Weave your words on into Spring...