Creating suspense. A workshop by Liz Mistry.

Yesterday, Saturday 17th March 2018, I attended a two hour workshop on “Creating Suspense”. Hosted by Liz Mistry, the Bradford based crime author, the workshop was part of 2018’s Huddersfield Literature Festival. The workshop was well attended and was a thoroughly enjoyable event. Liz gave us plenty of advice and thought provoking ideas designed to help…

One sentence – Creative Writing exercise.

My Creative Writing class exercise this week was to select a book from the selection available and then choose one sentence and use that as the beginning of a piece of writing. The books had been chosen simply based on their bright and colourful covers. If one of the books was something we had previously…

“Is That What You Meant To Do?”

**In January 2017 I entered a competition in “Writing Magazine” to write a piece that began with the line, “Is that what you meant to do?” I discovered in July that I didn’t win or get placed but winning wasn’t really on my agenda when I wrote it – just as well! – and I simply enjoyed the challenge…

Thirteen Word Poem #01

The final exercise from my creative writing class last week. To write a thirteen word poem; it simply has to contain thirteen words over two or more lines. Thirteen is a number Oft thought unlucky. It’s also a poetry style. Apparently. Gavin Dimmock. April 7 2017

Tanka #01

Another exercise from my creative writing class. To write a tanka, a Japanese poem that contains five lines with thirty one syllables in total, five in line one, seven in line two, five in the third line and seven syllables in both lines four and five. Here is mine. I’ll drive to Bury With my daughter tomorrow To…

Haiku #01

Once again, an exercise from my creative writing class. This time to write a haiku; a Japanese poem that contains three lines with seventeen syllables, five in line one, seven in line two and, finally, five syllables in line three. Here is mine. I wrote a poem In my writing class today I wish I…

Acrostic Poem #01

Another exercise from my creative writing class. This time the challenge was to create an acrostic poem; a poem where each line begins with a letter that spells out a word. As ever, my mind is never far away from Bradford City, so I immediately chose that as the basis for my acrostic poem. My…

Derek the Sheep and the Deeds of Darkness

An exercise from my creative writing class. Randomly select ten fiction titles and create a piece of prose or poetry that incorporates them. (The titles I selected are at the end of this piece – I managed to get most of them into it. Started on Friday 24 March 2017). ************************************************************************ Derek the Sheep and the Deeds of Darkness…

#TeamTwenty

When Saturday comes and the sun burns high From up in a pale blue Yorkshire sky. We leave our house, we lock our door Heading to that place where ‘oft before We’ve cheered and laughed, we’ve sworn and cried And played our part in the magic inside That place of steel and concrete, of wood…

Open University – “Start Writing Fiction” : Exercise 2.11

This is exercise 2.11 from week two of “Start Writing Fiction’, an online Open University course that I began last week. Familiar words in unfamiliar places Where have you noticed ordinary words used in interesting or surprising places? Here is my piece. He hugged the old stranger tightly as if she was his lover. They…

Open University – “Start Writing Fiction” : Exercise 2.4

This is exercise 2.4 from week two of “Start Writing Fiction’, an online Open University course that I began last week. Imagining writing spaces Trying to picture the worst place for you to try to write can help you realise what your best venue might be. Imagine two different venues for writing – one that…

My Ode to Parky.

In Parky We Trust by @Gav_The_Bantam Phil Parkinson, he is our man. He’s lauded by all Bantams. For others, who had come before, Proved nothing, merely phantoms. Despair and woe, The Decade of Hurt, With players unworthy of our shirt. PP came, swept that away, Instilling passion to our play. He is our king, our…