MEMBERS CORNER

COLLECTION OF LIMERICKS

By Findlay McKechnie

I'm stuck in this poor old body

I'm trapped in this poor old shell

But beneath the skin

I'm the same old Fin

But how the hell can you tell?


By Carol Jell

There was young pup called Tia
Sometimes known as Tia-Maria

She pee-ed on the floor
Carol shouted "no more"

Now Tia's known as "Tia the pee-er."


By Helga Parl

There once was a hen called Wendy
Her eggs came often quite handy

The cock cried hurray
I will have my way

His name was deservedly Randy.

By Jennifer Nosovich

There once was a short man named Drew
Who loved a tall lady called Sue

Because he was short
He thought that he ought

Show her he had parts that grew.


By Anna Arnold

We danced till the morning came
Passions burning,we felt no shame

He held me tight
For just that night

And I never did learn his name.



By Lorraine Cobcroft

There once was a young man named Dean

Who fell madly in love with the queen

He sent his message of love

On the wings of a dove,

But its droppings did cause quite a scene!



By Maarten Wijnberg

A French aristocratic baby in Brest

Possessed an impressive crest

The young and the old

Gave him jewels and gold

But he thought, just give me the breast

ANTHOLOGY 2010 BOOKSIGNING EVENT

Fairfield Writers Group held a book signing on Sunday 31st of October 2010 at Indooroopilly library.

Members of the anthology read out extracts of their stories and signed several books.

A good day was held by all!

 

 

****BOOKSIGNING****

FAIRFIELD WRITERS GROUP

BOOKSIGNING EVENT

Fairfield Writers Group launched its first anthology of short stories, Beginnings: Queensland stories, on September 26 2009.

Due to popular demand we are having a booksigning event.

Come meet the writers of this wonderful collection of stories.

Come one and all!

WHERE: INDOOROOPILLY LIBRARY
               Level 4, Indooroopilly Shoppingtown
               322 Moggill Road
               Indooroopilly Qld 4068
WHEN:  SUNDAY 31ST OCTOBER, 2010
TIME:     10.30AM

***BOOKSIGNING***

     FAIRFIELD WRITERS GROUP

 BOOKSIGNING EVENT

Fairfield Writers Group launched its first anthology of short stories, Beginnings: Queensland stories, on September 26 2009.

Due to popular demand we are having a booksigning event.

   Come meet the writers of this wonderful collection of stories.

                                   Come one and all!

WHERE: INDOOROOPILLY LIBRARY
                 Level 4, Indooroopilly Shoppingtown
                 322 Moggill Road
                 Indooroopilly Qld 4068
WHEN:   SUNDAY 31ST OCTOBER, 2010
TIME:     10.30AM

Quote Of The Week

Writing is only boring to the people who are boring themselves.

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Exercise for June

Fairfield Writers Group:
Writing Exercise for JUNE 2010

Part One: Journal or Diary Writing.

‘Many people have the habit of keeping a journal or diary where they pen their experiences, thoughts, etc., on a daily basis. Not only it is a great stress relief where you can pour out your feelings and frustrations, this is said to be one of the best creative writing exercise. You can jot down interesting story ideas that come to your mind. You can also fill up your journals with sudden thoughts, dreams that you have experienced, etc.

Write about different people you have met, their body language, the manner in which they talk, etc. Apart from filling these journals with thoughts, it is also important to go through your journal regularly because even a line or a phrase has the ability to trigger an idea for a whole story.’ (http://www.buzzle.com/articles/creative-writing-activities.html)

Exercise 1: For one day write down your days activities. Include what you did; who you saw, how you felt.

Part Two: Short Story.

Exercise 2: Write a short story of no more than 1200 about that idea.

Hopefully exercise one has triggered an idea for a story. If exercise one wasn’t helpful then maybe these examples might be.

E.g.
Let’s say nothing exciting happened that day. All you did was watch T.V.

You could write a story about how the toilet cistern cracked and your bathroom was flooded. Then the plumber came to fix the toilet and this was the beginning of your love affair.

Or if you were making dinner and the pot you were working over sucked you in and you ended up in another world!

Be creative and use your imagination!

Short Story: Waiting by Anna

An exercise completed on 'Emotional Body Language'

Waiting

The queue hadn’t moved for five minutes. Looking at my watch impatiently I could only wait ten minutes more, before I had to go back to work. I saw there were another ten people behind me and still five people in front of me. I was really getting annoyed! Surely they could put another person on at the cashier, can’t they see there is a big line forming. People were not moving, it seemed to be endless! As I tried to see what was going on up the front, I noticed a little old lady was at the checkout putting her groceries onto the counter one by one. She looked frail. She must be at least eighty I thought.
One can of soup, five cans of cat food, one carton of milk and one loaf of bread. That was all she bought. As she finally put down the last item, she started searching through her bag. It seemed like another ten minutes before she found her purse. Opening it, she took out the coins and began to count them. She squinted to see the amount on the screen and recounted the coins again. I couldn’t hear what she was saying to the cashier but I knew what she was feeling. She was trembling, her voice was low and she sounded teary. I couldn’t quite see what was going on but the people in front of me were whispering. Catching a few words I knew I was right. The poor lady didn’t have enough money to pay for her groceries.
My heart went out to her.
She stood there hunched, turning around to see the huge queue behind her. Blushing, you could see she didn’t know what to do and by the harsh look the cashier was giving her, the little old lady wasn’t getting any help from her. “Well I am not going to let this poor woman stand there embarrassed like that” I thought, making my way to the front of the line. I could hear comments of annoyance as I pushed my way up the line.
“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” the man second in line growled at me, as I stood next to the lady.
“I’m here to help this lovely lady and if you were half decent you would have stepped up and paid for her bill,” I growled back, as he looked at me half shocked. For a five foot petite woman I had one ferocious roar.
“Yeah, she’s right” and “Good on you”, were the responses from the rest of the queue.
“How much does the lady owe?” I said, as I opened my purse. Paying the bill I looked at the woman who was struggling to speak as tears trickled down hers cheeks.
“Thank you,” she whispered, as I gave her a hug. Straightening up to her full height, she hugged me back with such strength that it surprised me for a moment. Looking at her there was no need for her to thank me her smile and the joy in her eyes was gratitude enough.

Author:  Anna

MEMBER PROFILE - ANNA

Anna started writing short stories when she was a child. She didn’t take her writing seriously until the birth of her daughter in 2008. She has had a short story published this year and is currently working on a children’s book.

Anna has been a member of the Fairfield Writers Group since March 2009. Some of Anna’s other interests include gardening, crafts, travelling and cooking.