Love Writings

The end of the year and it is time to review my year’s writing. This is a piece I wrote for my writing group.   Parade Day   I had an empty day at the end of the working week. Empty days are rare in my life especially since I began the on-line course, ‘Self publish your book with Joel Naoum’,  that has become very demanding. I don’t follow AFL so it took me a while to realise that it was the Grand Final Parade Day and therefore a public holiday. Not knowing this meant no social arrangements booked in.…

I love writing about life in my neighbourhood. Writing it makes it real and I feel more part of it.  My fingers whizzing over on the keys and recording the life anchors me to it. Here’s a mid-winter serving… As I leave home to head for the station and then to lunch, the wind whips around my street and bits of paper and empty chip bags whirl by. It was rubbish collection this morning and the bin men have been careless. The old Greek man who regularly sits on his porch smoking calls out. “Windy!” I think this is what…