by Zev Bagel
Starting and running a writers’ group can be as easy or as complicated as you like. I’ve experienced both kinds. I’ll talk about the easy way, since it’s up to you to develop and you may be someone who loves all the intricacies of setting up rules and memberships and roles and bank accounts.
Whichever way you want to go, here are the two things to remember when thinking about a writers’ group. It has to be fun; and it has to help each member to develop his or her own writing style. You can think of a lot more reasons to have a group, but those two will be sufficient to attract and keep people engaged.Read More»
by Kellie Underhill
I went to Sackville in April to hear a talk given by a friend who attended a week long workshop in Colorado last year by the author of Women Who Run With the Wolves.
I have been out of the creative scene for years now, and honestly I wasn’t feeling any urge or pressure to reconnect with it. I went to this presentation because a) my friend invited me and I wanted to be there to support her and b) it was happening in Sackville, where I lived for two years, really miss and will seize any opportunity to visit.Read More»
A three-inch binder sits on the shelf above my writing desk, stuffed full of hopeful notes on different aspects of grammar, poetry, writing for the screen, writing for children, young adult , romance and historical novels. My inspiration wall keeps inspirational snippets collected from here and there in safekeeping. Most of these wise nuggets were all gleaned from ten years’ worth of attendance at weekend writing workshops, squeezed in between all the busiest parts of my life.
I admit it: I’m a workshop junkie.Read More»
[Ed. note: Several previous member blogs have described their positive experiences in self-publishing. This blog reminds us that not all SP companies are created equal. As always, due diligence is vital.]
In round numbers, my self-publishing venture initially was to cost me $500. This special price was a reduction of the regular $700. My motto “spend only what you can afford to lose” overtook me. I was thinking in Canadian dollars but had to pay in American greenbacks. But how could I lose? Company X was a reputable publishing house.Read More»
We published a book! That was our high point, but the journey that became The Coffee Cup Companion began in 2011 when I and three friends – Jo-Anne Hemming, Gina Kirby, and Heather Storey – decided to form The Capital Writers.Read More»
by David Gallagher
I’ve been writing short stories for many years. In February 2015 I wrote, designed and self-published The Barn Board Goalie and Other Short Stories. One of those tales, “The Atomic Blast,” is about a real event that happened in the mid 1950s.
It is narrated entirely by Kenneth Eddy, the main character, who lived in Clifton on Chaleur Bay. Ken was and is fondly remembered as a remarkable storyteller. His deep bass voice and vocal mannerisms earned him respect and admiration throughout the Chaleur area.Read More»
by Cindy Rule
Until recently, I lived with a ghost.
She was sexy, smart, beautiful. She was a lot of adjectives I usually don’t apply to myself, along with pouty red lips, hair black as midnight, eyes that told you nothing and everything at the same time.Read More»
After two years of pitching my new adult/crossover novel Colorland, I had a two-page list of Canadian publishers who either (1) had rejected it (rejection is part of the writing business, and I work from the assumption that anything I write is rubbish [ed. a common assumption for many of us] and deserves rejection), or (2) had not responded at all (which I also understand, given their piles of unsolicited manuscripts, but which I still find rude).Read More»
by Joseph Koot
It started in the living room of a mini-home in Riverview, New Brunswick. There, half a dozen women, members of a friend’s book club, gathered to hear me talk about my memoir Looking for Bill, Finding Myself.
Following this, one woman’s mother contacted me to give a motivational talk to her club. I showed this gathering some photos of my youth and of my hike across Europe. I also recounted my childhood angst and its resolution through the trek described in my book Europe, One Step at a Time.Read More»
by Chuck Bowie
I went home on Saturday. It wasn’t really my home, in the sense that I’d moved from the Miramichi a million years ago. I’d returned to attend a writers’ meeting—Words On Water—and the launch of a Greater Moncton group’s most recent output: The Breach House Gang Anthology IV.
The occasion was one I’d anticipated for some time. I had hoped that a certain writer, Doug Underhill, would be in attendance, and he was.Read More»