Fran's blog

Hi there fellow dream people. Just want to let you know that three poems from my wilderness collection have been published in the fall issue of Manitoba's Literary Magazine 'Prairie Fire.'

As I was reading Cathy's newsletter it occurred to me that I not only have dreams about things that I want to do but I also have dreams about places that I want to see. Example, Cathy's description of a floating garden that a woman made on the Sunshine Coast. I can almost see that garden in my mind's eye. How I would love to visit that woman and walk through her colourful, undulating garden.
Does one poem constitute the beginning of a new poetry project? If so, then I began a new project today.....

Last week I finished editing my wilderness poetry project, printed it and sent it off to a publisher. It's on its own now......

A video chat about writing fiction.

A video chat about my wilderness poetry project.

"Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self."
Cyril Connolly

Arson

Revolver

The strangers at the first foster home I went to when I was eight years old told me to call them Auntie and Uncle. Auntie and Uncle were old. They punished me for strange things; fidgeting at the supper table, not learning my bible verse, tracking chicken shit into the porch. The only form of punishment they knew was to send me to my room. Auntie stood with her hand on the door at the bottom of the stairs. "Up you go my girl and don't come down till I call you." I hung my head and started up the stairs as she closed the door.

I've been taking a time out from writing, talking about writing and thinking about writing (ok I can't really stop thinking about it.) Have been pursuing some of my other interests; planting some garden, making a new flower bed, reading about trees, looking at trees etc. But today I'm back at it with two new poems. Last week I got some work returned with a reject letter and that is kind of a downer. It would be a real downer if publication was my only goal but I usually find myself writing just because I enjoy it.

Last Saturday our collaborative group met and we spent four hours going over each others stories. I feel so happy that a small part of my work is with a group of talented, committed, supportive writers, as writing can be such a solitary endeavour. I can now envision this project as a completed work.
Besides this project I have been editing the two new stories I am preparing for a submission call. I want to send them out by Tuesday. One of these stories has turned out to be quite funny which pleases me even if it isn't selected for publication.