POETRY AND PROSE

I’ve had a lazy Saturday tweaking my poetry. It’s wonderful how one can transform a mediocre first draft of anything – whether prose or poetry – into something pleasing to the ear and eye. Often it needs a second, third or even subsequent visit. The work  reveals itself to you in ways that weren’t obvious before. That’s part of the joy of writing.

I have lots of these fragments in my poetry  repertoire, many of which have now been breathed into life. They’re almost ready to share with my poetry group. We meet every Wednesday night at the Writers’ Centre and it’s great to receive input from  experienced poets. And it’s always a pleasure to see our work in one of the magazines and or online.

As I mentioned last time,  I have another reason to rejoice. My novel, LETTERS FROM A DIGGER  is with the printer. Like thousands of young women in 1916, Allie Wakeling waits for the precious letters from her fiancé fighting for freedom on the Western Front in France. The remarkable love story of Allie Wakeling and Billy Wraxall begins at a cricket match in the summer of their young lives when their future promises happiness and children in the bright days of innocence in the early twentieth century.

 But by 1914 the clouds of war threaten to destroy the world and the age of integrity seems lost forever. Young men like Billy who answer the call for King and Empire fight the enemy in conditions that will scar them for the rest of their lives.

 Allie’s story depicts the bravery of these young men and the courage of the women who stayed behind, praying they would come home.

 Billy returns to a world that has changed forever. As Allie and Billy begin their lives together, they fight against the injuries of war until tragedy finally overcomes them.

 Then, against a background of the Great Depression, a new life begins… a life that brings happiness and joy but also a difficult secret that must one day be revealed.

 I now have a date for the launch of LETTERS FROM A DIGGER :at the NSW Writers Centre on Friday 28th October. The time is racing by and I’m really getting excited, as the time draws near.

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About wraxdec

I've reached the age of flamboyance and bling.I love Classical FM, Jazz, French chansons, French movies, SBS Documentaries and Wednesdays with my Women Writers Critique Group at the NSW Writers Centre.I've published short stories and the occasional article. My novel/'faction on nursing in the 20th Century,' BLACK STOCKINGS WHITE VEIL - A TALE OF ADVERSITY, TRIUMPH AND ROMANCE AT ROYAL PRINCE ALFRED HOSPITAL'- was a Finalist in the 2009 Indie Book Awards. I've critiqued a second fictional family memoir, 'SONGS FROM HEAVEN', and am working through a third, 'GOING HOME'.
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