THE RAM’S HEAD REVIEW

Nov. 4, 2007

A fun meeting Thursday night with six of us here. And Carolann brought the latest issue of Today’s Senior Newsmagazine which had two of her poems, CANCER and ODE TO FATHER. It also included Margaret’s article MEMORIES. Congratulations, Ladies!

Margaret read the next chapter in her Peabody collection. Marie receives the letter from the Detective and opens it to read that he thinks he’s her son. And we learn that he could have been either her sister’s child or her cousin’s child. The plot thickens. We love these stories.

Ellie read the beginning of another story that shows a 14 year old maiden kept a prisoner in her rooms by her uncle, who wants to marry her off to a man many years older.

Elaine did as I had suggested. She wrote a poem, and then re-wrote it in prose. Her poem was HARVEST SONG, and talks of seeming to have jumped from spring to autumn. Her prose piece, FACING AUTUMN, decries the advancing years, especially when she was informed of the senior’s discount she could get at The Pantry. Very well done.

Carolann read to us her poem THE NAMELESS ONE, which refers to whoever was responsible for the 9/11 attack on the twin towers of the World Trade Center. The poem expresses the sense of betrayal and portending doom that event evoked at the time. The poem portrays the deepest sense of hopelessness.

And I re-read Chapter 46 of my novel, where Lucy gets stabbed by her brother, as Bob and Elaine both wanted to hear it. They both thought it was well written and had lots of suspense.

Bob didn’t have anything to read, having spent the past couple of weeks watching baseball games.

Chatting with Michael, I learned his short story did not win at the SIWC, even though it had been shortlisted. He did say he has two agents and one publisher asking him to submit a whole novel they are interested in from his initial submission of 50 pages. But he told me he wants to do a re-write before he submits, so that is what he is working on.

Next meeting here at my place Thursday, Nov. 8th at 7:00 p.m. Hope to see you that evening and may The Muse keep you writing till then.

Lisa