Meeting report for the 3rd July 2012
Last nights meeting was of the four little word variety although little seems to have not a lot to do with some of the words. We each put our four words into Dicks chapeau and then we all riffled through them to hopefully bring out four different words.
Our treasurer Beryl, sent her apologies for not attending.
In no particular order the members present and their four words follow including a short resume of content. Most were the beginnings of what promised to be fine pieces in their own right, just a couple seemed to have the beginning middle and end proving that not all writers behave the same way or enjoy working in this unstructured fashion.
Suzies first attempt (are you sure) at this exercise proved to be one of the BME sort and concerned a group of bad people in the process of manufacturing fake jewellery and a fruitless police raid leaving the gang to scatter with the proceeds. Her four words were... BALDERDASH SHINE STRONG PROUD.
Lyndsay gave us the beginning of what could be a gripping tale of a hurried cab journey and a subsequent run through crowds to get to the court in time. Her four words were... ALTERATION DECEPTION PROSECUTION ROADWORKS.
Dave had REFORMATION MINESTRONE PUDDING PEOPLE. This was a tale of the Macadese Restaurant, its strange menu that no one could understand and an Albatross stealing an ice cream.
Tony's piece was in the form of a mini play being the dialogue between a savvy sergeant and a not so with it constable. His words were...MUFFIN NINCOMPOOP PEPPER ROBBERY.
Martin gave us a typically thoughtful Angel in a bus shelter and told of two friends sharing an illicit ciggy then going to school and making up small poems containing the words... MINISTER ELOQUENT INTERNATIONAL TWEEZERS.
Liliane recounted the story of yet another family, this time in a luxury apartment overlooking Sydney Harbour. Her words were EXCLUSION POWER ACCOMMODATION SYDNEY HARBOUR.
Carolyn also took us to Australia when Suzie moved from New York to Oz and her recollections when her fathers greyhound was unwell. Her four words... CONCEIT WILLPOWER POPPYCOCK GREYHOUND.
Dick told of a racehorse called Black Lightning and the surgery needed to hopefully repair a problem leg. His words were MICROSURGERY GOBBLEDEGOOK HORSES DISCLOSURE.
Les told us of a hot summers day when all he wanted was to laze about in a deck chair when his wife had ideas that involved a little work in the garden. His four words... LAWNMOWER MINEFIELD LITTLE PANTS.
My effort told of a group of explorers in the desert and their strange find in the sand. My words were...
UPLIFTING INDISPOSITION MINARET COOKABURRA.
Altogether an uplifting experience with worthy literature from some clever people.
The next meeting is on the 17th of July and will involve Dick, Liliane and Martin giving us some longer pieces to critique. My thanks to all who attended last night. An excellent meeting.
See you all on the 17th.
Barry